Getting back to normal, if there is such a thing.

Around two days after I wrote my last post “Washout” I ended up contacting my doctor and was prescribed antibiotics. I had been running a temperature for around a week and I just wasn’t feeling any better. 

 
Wednesday morning (30th January) I woke up in the middle of the night feeling like someone had smacked me in the face with a shovel. My sinuses hurt, my teeth hurt and I felt violently sick. As I quite often get migraines like this I decided to try to get back to sleep, it didn’t work. As the morning wore on the pain was increasing where as my migraine attacks last 12 hours at the same intensity I had to concede that this wasn’t a migraine, I had sinusitis and probably a chest infection. When I described my symptoms to the gp she agreed and I was given a 7 day course for amoxicillan. No wonder I had been feeling so awful.
 
After 3 days on the antibiotics I was feeling almost human again. However as usual the antibiotics did a number on my innards which required me to take at least 6 imodium a day. The diarrhoea was so bad it left me feeling drained and triggered off very painful spasms causing me then to have bowel adhesion pain. I stuck with them until the end of day 5, after that I just couldn’t do it anymore. 
 
I could cope with the exhaustion levels if my pain levels hadn’t suddenly just ramped up. Out of nowhere I am back to having extremely cold legs which have to be warmed up by a hot water bottle or by sitting on my electric throw. When going out in the cold and believe me it’s not that cold for this time of year, yesterday it was between 6 and 7 degrees Centigrade, I was in agony with my hands despite having my arthritis gloves on and my legs were aching despite having leggings on under my jeans. I had just gone through a really good period, pain wise and had barely been touching my oramorph which I use for breakthrough pain but as of two days ago, I am taking it every 4 hours when awake to try to knock down the pain levels I am currently experiencing.
 
At the moment there seems to be no happy medium temperature wise. I am either hurting due to the cold or stripping off my layers because I am suddenly boiling hot. So hot that I am sweating. An hour later I am back to freezing again and this cycle repeats itself throughout the day. I wish I knew what I could do to combat it. It’s not like the flushes I was getting before taking the red clover, black cohosh and the sage leaf supplements which have done wonders for my hot flushes. This is a temperature regulation issue. And temperature control is part of the autonomic nervous system. I guess it’s just adding in another element of fun.
 
On a happier note Dembe is settling in very well, you can read about his adventures at www.thedembediaries.com I publish every Monday letting everyone know what he has been up to over the previous week. I don’t know where I would be without him if I am honest. It is exhausting though looking after a puppy when you compare looking after adult dogs who are independent and happy to be left sleeping for most of the day.
 
Dembe is very close to me but I wouldn’t expect any different, he and I are alone together all day ( around 11 hours) bar Jay coming home for 30-40 minutes at lunch time. Dembe loves Jay too, you only have to witness the furious tail wagging when Jay comes through the door to know that. But he is a mummy’s boy at heart. He loves nothing better than curling up at the end of the sofa and sleeping, as long as I am at the other end. 

 
 
 
When I get onto my sewing machine or embroidery machine, he sleeps on the bed I made him in the kitchen. Due to feeling so rotten, not a lot of sewing has gone on. However I did manage to finish this birth announcement cushion, which is a gift for a friend to celebrate the arrival of his daughter. By the time this blog post is published the gifts recipient should have it.
 

 
I am really pleased with the cushion as the feet are from one design and the text is from an inbuilt text on my embroidery machine however I had to get the placement and size of the text right so that the cushion looked balanced. 
 
I used a product called Sarille, which is a type of interlining mainly used on curtains. I saw in various groups lots of suggestions for using wadding behind embroidery designs that were stitch dense and being sewn onto lightweight fabric. I had loads of the Sarille lying around from when I used to do my subscription box. It has given the cushion a nice bit of body at the front and it has also ensure there is minimal puckering. 
 
It’s the first bit of sewing I haven’t had to force myself to do since Frankie and Mollie passed away. For a while there I didn’t know if my sewjo would ever come back or if Dembe would sleep enough for me to manage to get anything done. Jobs are taking me longer as I now tend to wait for Jay to be home before sewing anything. Embroidery is different as I can get up and move away ( when the machine / thread is behaving), so I can keep an eye on Dembe. He is very used to me doing bits of embroidery, he  will lie on his bed in the kitchen and go to sleep. Puppies do sleep a lot although when they are manically running around, chasing their own tails it can seem like they never sleep!
 
I have also managed to get two other bits of embroidery done today, birthday presents for March. I do like working ahead so that I don’t feel under pressure. Whilst I am in the mood to be creative I tend to go for it. Its only in the last few days that I have felt the creative juices starting to flow again. That has as much to do with getting over the infections as it does with dealing with the grief losing the dogs caused. 
 
Its taken 4 weeks for me to feel anywhere near normal and it is still very raw. I am managing to go days without crying where as in the beginning I was lucky if I could go an hour without breaking down. 
 
I am finding it very difficult at the moment to motivate myself to write this blog, mainly because the dogs, our Weimaraners featured in it from the very beginning. They are what kept me sane and kept me going, when it would have been incredibly easy just to give up and not fight anymore. It is taking some getting used to being without them. It’s a new normal and it’s going to take a while to get used to it.
 
 
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Hoping for a quiet 2019

My last post was published on the 10th of January when I felt like my whole world had caved in. The last few weeks have been very hard, I miss Frankie and Mollie so much that my heart aches. There has not been a day that has gone by where I haven’t wept with the pain of losing them as suddenly as we did. To lose two dogs in 7 days is something I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. I wouldn’t have got through it without hubby by my side. In fact I would have probably given up completely had he not been here.

 
Due to the shock, upset, grief hubby has taken some time off work. He already suffers with anxiety and depression and to ensure he didn’t take a nose dive he saw the doctor and got himself signed off. He didn’t want to see anyone or talk to anyone. Losing Mollie hit him very hard as she was his dogs. Plus it was very traumatic for us over 24 hours where it became clear that she had suffered from a stroke and there would be no recovery from this. We nursed her overnight and made sure she wasn’t suffering. Right up until the end she only wanted her dad, whenever she was out of his sight she panicked. Jay stayed with her until the end as I had stayed with Frankie just the week before. To say our hearts were broken would have been an understatement.
 
I took a break from this blog as since the beginning back in 2008 the dogs have featured quite heavily in it. My Gravatar is me with Frankie, Frankie is the banner on WordPress, on Twitter his photo is my profile picture and its the same on Facebook. Although I have managed to change my about me pages on both blog platforms, I can’t remove his photo from any of my social media profile photos.  It feels like a huge chunk of my life has just vanished. Life as I knew it was taken away from me in the space of 7 days. I never knew I could feel so utterly broken by the passing of three dogs in just a little over the year.
 
For a few years Mr Myasthenia Kid and I had talked about what would happen when we no longer had any dogs. Initially we had said we would get a Labrador ( black) then we talked about a Beagle and also a Bracco Italiano. However for the last few months I had said I didn’t know if I wanted another dog, I knew losing our last two Weimaraners would hit me really badly and by getting another dog meant at some point in the future I would have to go through the pain of losing it all over again. Jay was not having any of it, he said that I was already completely socially isolated and without a dog I would have no company at all. He felt it would be very damaging to my mental health. He was right, as 7 days without a dog in the house were the worst thing ever. I missed everything about having a dog, the cuddles, the mess, the unconditional love, someone to have silly conversations with.
 
By the Sunday after Mollie’s passing we decided that we would get another dog and we started looking on-line for Labrador puppies. I had to give myself a crash course on Labrador’s having not ever owned one. I located several breeders who had litters on The Kennel Club Website. Luckily one lady immediately responded to my email and told us she had two male yellow labs for sale. Obviously we had originally said we wanted a black lab but by this point it didn’t matter what colour it was. We needed our house to feel like a home again, we were both distraught and sinking fast. We arranged to travel to see the 2 pups available the following day.
 
The rest is history, we now own a 9 week old Yellow Labrador called Dembe. We chose his name from the TV programme the blacklist, it means peace. Which you will probably agree we need by the bucket full. Dembe came home with us on Friday 11th January. You can read all about him   here as I have started his own blog for him. I will from time to time have photos of him on this blog but it is much easier to have all the news about him on a separate blog. Every Monday I will give a run down of what he has been up to the previous week. 
 
Some of you may be judging us, that we got a new dog too quickly or that we didn’t love our other dogs that much because we replaced them with Dembe. Dembe is not and has never been a replacement. He is an addition to our household. He is very much-loved for the dog he is and will become. Anyone who thinks any less of us for this can just fuck off as far as I am concerned, your opinion is of very little value to me.
 
So whilst I took a break from here, I have been setting up Dembe’s blog. I managed to keep writing which out of all the things I do creatively was the only thing that I could keep going. I hadn’t been able to sew since Mollie passed away. I managed on the 16th January after a break of nearly two weeks to sit and do a small piece of embroidery. Mainly to ensure that Dembe wasn’t scared of the noise the machine made. The only thing that has freaked him out so far has been the ironing board and it does the same to me if I am honest.
 
My health has been hit quite hard by the sudden turn of events. I have suffered vertigo, continuous headaches, back spasms, Eczema, migraines and ptosis. As usual it a few days after the event before I started to go down hill. Thankfully with Jay off work we have been able to manage Dembe’s care and socialisation process. To be honest without him I would have crawled into bed and never come out again. This little chap has saved us both. The lady that we are friendly with at the vets ( who had a soft spot for Frankie) called Dembe our miracle dog. She knew how much our lives focused on our dogs and also knew that without a dog in our life we would fall apart. 
 
So many people have told us that we have done exactly the right thing. It doesn’t mean that we loved our Weimaraners any less, it is because we loved them so much that we had all this love to give to another dog. 
 
Dembe has bonded with us both. He is such a happy, laid back dog. His tail wags continuously. Everyone who meets him falls in love with him. I thought at one point after Mollie had passed away that Jay looked like he was going to drop dead from a broken heart. He was just an ashen colour. I have seen Jay poorly many times but this was the worst I had seen him look for a long time. Since Dembe’s arrival he is looking so much better, we both feel like there is a future in front of us. In the immediate aftermath of losing both dogs it felt like we were staring into the abyss .
 
I am hoping that my health stabilises shortly, it is going to have to as Jay goes back to work from Monday 21st and it will just be me and Dembe. However Jay will be coming home at lunch times to help with feeding and toileting. He still has a few weeks until he will be able to go out for a walk. Whilst Jay is home though I am trying to take it as easy as possible. Jay has been doing everything for me as usual.
 
2018 ended in a way that I didn’t see coming and 2019 started in a way we never envisaged. All I can hope for is a quieter year for the rest of 2019.
 

 
 

 
I will never forget the love that these three beautiful loyal dogs gave me. Run free my darlings, we will miss you everyday for the rest of our lives.

My latest sewing projects

My mood is very up and down at the moment, the only thing that is keeping me sane and happy is my sewing. I am grateful that I still manage to find the joy in putting fabrics together for projects and making magic. To me sewing is a magical art in which I can lose myself. I am amazed at the things I create especially when you consider I celebrated my 6 month sewing anniversary on 7th April.

 

As I am all over the place I thought I would share with you some of my makes from the last few weeks. I can’t remember what I shared with you last – my memory is a bit dodgy from the new medications making me a little groggy in the mornings.

 

I bought myself a new sewing machine a Janome Atelier 5 – I love it. Yes it was expensive but it was bought with money I had inherited. I also worked out that if I banked the money from not smoking for the next 14 months it would also have paid for it. It is the best thing I have done, it is an absolute bloody work horse and oh my days making quilts has been so much easier.

 

 

I managed to hurt my back getting the beast (which is what I have nicknamed it )  through the house. So after setting it up I just sat and stroked it for about an hour. However I soon got to grips with it and used it to sew the binding onto to my first ever quilt.

 

 

I quickly started on a new quilt, which was another quilt as you go, which was a Rolling Stone design. I wanted to get this sewn / finished reasonably quickly as we were having new sofas delivered and I wanted a quilt for each sofa.

 

 

I managed to get quite a bit done but I didn’t complete it until after the sofas arrived. I was about two days out. As you can see Mollie and Frankie absolutely adore the new sofas

 

 

I also in between making the quilt and the sofas being delivered I made 6 baby bibs, for my friend Pam (who sadly passed away in January) whose daughter who had given birth to a beautiful daughter. I had promised Pam before she passed away that I would make something for the baby. The bibs were finished with Kam Snaps that were adjustable so will fit the baby for a while.

 

 

I managed to finish my Rolling Stone quilt towards the end of last week and I was very pleased with how it turned out. There are still a few mistakes in it but it is a vast improvement on the first quilt I made.

 

My next project has been something I have never done before which is foundation paper piecing. I have always been a little daunted by FPP but no longer! I have been making a pouffe for the lounge so that instead of Mr Myasthenia Kid putting his feet on the coffee table he can put his feet up on a pouffe. I am still working on it as I am waiting for some zips to arrive so that I can put a zip into the bottom of it so that the cover can be washed (with two mutts and Jay in the house things need to be washable). I have made a stuffed inner out of some stuffing I have had hanging around for a while and two bags full of fabric off cuts that I have collected over the last few weeks. I have also made a covered button to put on the top in the middle just to finish it off.

 

 

Over the next few days I will finish the pouffe and hopefully remember to post a photo on my blog. If I don’t it will be on my instagram account @rachelmorrismcgee or on my facebook page https://www.facebook.com/themyastheniakid.

 

I finished late yesterday afternoon…

Quick post

Sorry this will just be a quick post this week. I have been waiting for inspiration to strike but it must’ve taken a holiday and forgotten to tell me. I have no clue what to write about, so I will just give you a quick rundown of what has been going on here at The Myasthenia Kid HQ over the last week or so.

 

Mr Myasthenia kid was on holiday last week so we cracked on with doing the decorating. The lounge has needed re-done for a while and we have been putting it off and putting it off. The paint has been sat in my bedroom for about two months but we just didn’t have the energy or motivation to do it. The last week was Jay’s last week of holiday until April. Our new sofas arrive next month and I really didn’t want to be decorating around two new sofas. I will be honest it nearly killed the pair of us. It was divided over 4 days as not only did we paint the lounge but we also did the little hallway upstairs. I only do the small bits I can manage but my back, hands and wrists have been playing up ever since.

 

I also upgraded my sewing machine last week, I had a cheap Lidl one which was great when I first started but it was starting to limit what I was able to do. Button holes were a nightmare a 5 step process, this machine is just choose which one of the nine buttonhole designs you want and off you go. I will admit it is taking some getting used to but I love the top loading bobbin and the needle threader so much already. I can set up my machine in no time at all. I have been a little frightened of it if I am honest, so much so Jay practically forced me onto it today, saying “you’ll never feel confident with it if you don’t use it” which is very true. I had been avoiding using it  (as much as I had used the previous machine). Now I hope to sort myself out and get to grips with it .

 

Here are a few bits that I have made over the last few weeks.

 

Bag – buttonholes done on my new machine

I also made these Harry the Hares

I have made quite a few hot water bottle covers

Mollie snuggling up with one I made for myself

 

Willow

In last weeks blog post I explained that I had been looking after two poorly dogs. Whilst Frankie had recovered from his illness, Willow took a turn for the worse during the night (Thursday into Friday) and we had to make the decision to let her go with dignity. This is probably one of the toughest blog posts I have had to write in a long time.

 

At the moment it is still too raw to go into much detail, I hope that you can understand that. She wasn’t just a dog to us, she was very much a part of our little family. Whilst Jay and I are obviously heart broken she leaves behind her mother Mollie and her brother Frankie. We are all trying to come to terms with a new normal in a world without Willow.

 

Rest in peace sweet girl, you were loved so completely by all of us.

 

Willow Warbler (Morris) 7th October 2006-15th December 2017

Willow

 

 

 

 

This will be my last post of 2017. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you all. xx

Winter Lurgy

I have come down with a winter bug and I am feeling pretty rank. Really hot, itchy sore throat, blocked nose and aching all over. So I am not up to writing a blog post this week, so you have my apologies. I should have written it earlier but was enjoying having a couple of reasonable days and left it until the last minute – Wednesday.

 

So instead of a post I will share a couple of photos with you that I have taken over the last  week.

All three dogs waiting for Jay to share his food with them.

Mollie sleeping with her new ball to stop the kids stealing it.

 

Our Dresser has been changed over for Christmas, to all our Xmas Emma Bridgewater Pottery.

We bought some tiny lights to put on the dresser which looks fab in the dark evenings.

I did manage to spend some time making som Star Christmas Tree Toppers. I have also managed to sell one which made me feel immensely proud.

Insomnia Cure? (and other stuff this week)

**I haven’t been paid to provide a review of this product, I have also not received payment for advertising this product. This is an honest review of a product where no gain be it financial or through goods etc has been made.**

 

If you live in the UK, use social media platforms such as Instagram or Facebook or  read the newspapers and haven’t heard of Lush’s new wonder product “sleepy” then where have you been? The print media has been full of gushing reviews for this product, autistic children who have never slept more than a few hours at a time were now sleeping a solid 8 hours, insomniacs were rejoicing. Doctors were claiming it was a breakthrough in the treatment of sleep disorders. Ok so I may have just made that last sentence up but you catch my drift. The media, including social media were full of praise for the product that was allowing the sleepless to finally get some sleep.

 

So desperate had I become for a decent night’s sleep. I wanted to believe the hype. The product isn’t cheap at £13.95 for a measly 215g, ( Link to Lush website here) obviously the cure for insomnia is priceless but for most people in the real world spending £13.95 on a body lotion that may not even work probably seems a little extravagant. I have repeatedly moaned on here about how since giving up the fags (cigarettes) I am no longer sleeping. Initially when I stopped the first two weeks were heaven, then after that I was having problems with dropping off to sleep and then staying asleep.

 

I have two types of insomnia, onset insomnia – where you can’t drop off and maintenance insomnia – where I can’t stay asleep. I don’t know which is more infuriating actually I do, its maintenance insomnia as that can happen to me within 30 minutes of falling asleep. I wake up and I am wide awake immediately and I can stay that way for hours. Onset insomnia is frustrating but I just get up and do something, read, have a cup of tea. I am currently in a pattern where one or two nights a week I am having trouble falling asleep. Every night I am waking up for several hours during the night. I knew the chances of Sleepy the Lush body lotion helping me be able to stay asleep was remote but at this point I was willing to give anything a go.

 

 

I can’t remember which day I ordered the body lotion but it arrived within two days which is pretty good for ordering a product online and not paying extra for a named day delivery, I paid for standard delivery. The packaging wasn’t excessive and it arrived in tip-top condition. I was looking forward to trying the lotion when I went to bed.

 

 

The colour is a little off-putting to me with it being a lurid purple. It really smells strongly of Lavender which is a scent known to aid sleep. I have tried dropping lavender oil on my pillow and using an oil burner in my room for an hour before going to bed in the past but it’s made zero difference. It also contains sweet Tonka bean but to be honest I can’t differentiate the smell from the lavender. As expected the product does feel gorgeous on my skin and a little goes a very long way. So now the £13.95 doesn’t seem so bad as it is going to take me awhile to get to the bottom of the pot. I applied the cream to my neck, back, arms and chest, all the areas close to my nose as it is the smell of the product that is going to help me sleep. I did also use it on my feet as they are dry with the change of the season. My skin did feel lovely the following morning, including my feet.

 

The first night was a raging disappointment, despite falling off to sleep easily (which was nice) I was woken up by the pain of gastritis and the sound of a dog pacing around downstairs on the laminate floor at 1am. Usually a dog pacing around downstairs in the middle of the night is not a good sign, it’s normally a precursor to a dog vomiting. When I got into the lounge I found Frankie who seemed very out of sorts and very shaky on his feet. He had been fine the night before so I was very concerned. He didn’t want to eat when I had a banana and normally he’d sit and drool for that. When I returned upstairs I noticed that he was having great difficulty climbing the stairs. I managed to get him into my room and onto the bed (thankfully he jumped up unassisted) and I put the electric blanket on hoping that heat would help whatever was causing the problem. My husband got up a few hours later, I was still awake having not gone back to sleep. Frankie was worse again so I explained to hubby what had gone on earlier. The dogs were taken out for a very short walk and the alarm was set so we would get up early and ring the vets once they were open.

 

I did finally manage to get a few hours sleep but it was a dreadful night and the quality was awful due to being stressed out over Frankie being ill. In an ideal world a product tester wouldn’t have all this drama going on.

 

Frankie went to the vets with Mr Myastheniakid at 09.30am, due to Frankie’s age (he is 11 this week, as is Willow) I had convinced myself that this was the beginning of the end. The vet said she felt it was probably a flare up of Hip Dysplasia (a diagnosis I have never been entirely happy with as he has only ever had one problem with his hop and that was over 10 years ago. Of course that diagnosis made pet insurance ridiculously expensive.) Or he has developed arthritis in his hip. Frankie was a very good boy at the vets allowing them to take blood but he wasn’t happy at having his legs moved around. He came home off his face on painkillers, he can’t take the normal medication metacam or rimadyl as he pees blood, so he had no NSAID just a painkiller.

 

 

Friday was an incredibly long day for me, hubby was late night meaning he wouldn’t be home until gone 9pm, so I would be dealing with a hallucinating dog by myself for the day. You could see Frankie was hallucinating as he was watching stuff that wasn’t there. Thankfully at about 2pm he went to sleep beside me and slept the rest of the day. Normally I am in bed by 7pm as sitting on the sofa makes me sore but that day I had to stay downstairs all day as I didn’t want Frankie injuring himself further by running down the stairs when Jay got home. BY the time Jay did come home the injection was starting to wear off and Frankie was more with it.

 

I applied the Sleepy body lotion that night and was out like a light, I did wake up about 3am and was awake for a few hours. Again my skin was loving the lotion and was feeling very smooth. So that was two nights out of two where I had no problem getting to sleep and where I didn’t wake up within the first couple of hours of dropping off.

 

Saturday morning it was clear that Frankie was in pain again, he was panting very hard, although he was moving better. When any of our dogs get an injury I try to treat them naturally by giving them Maxxiflex  a tablet that can be bought on Amazon (and again I am not being paid to promote or advertise this product and each dog may react differently to this product so please speak to your vet). After two doses of this tablet Frankie was completely back to normal, bouncing around all over the place and no heavy panting or showing any signs of pain. We kept him as quiet as it is possible for a Weimaraner to be quiet. By the time hubby came home on Saturday evening Frankie was jumping at the front door wanting to go out for a walk and he  leapt into the back of the car without any issues. For the previous 24 he had been unable to get into the back of the car and had been lifted by hubby onto the back seats.

 

 

Despite all the stress involved with looking after Frankie and having a Grandmother who was in hospital, I did remember to apply the Sleepy body lotion. I had the best nights sleep I have had in ages, I slept all the way through the night and woke up almost feeling refreshed.

 

Frankie continued to improve Sunday, his blood test results would be back on Monday which may have given us an idea what was going on with him, be it arthritis, soft tissue injury etc. He was so much better today, we were quite surprised he had improved so much in the space of 48 hours. We were still “attempting” to keep him as quiet as possible, we were just very happy he wasn’t in pain.

 

 

Sunday night I did the same ritual I had been performing since Thursday evening covering myself in the Lush Sleepy body lotion. I will be honest Sunday nights are a real problem for me at the best of times, I have had problems sleeping on a Sunday night since I was a child. I have always suffered from anxiety if there is a break in my routine, unless I was at home. So finishing school on a friday was fine as I would be at home but starting school / university / work on a Monday and the anxiety would stop me sleeping. Despite not working anymore and not having been in education for over 20 years, Sunday evenings are still angst ridden. Which means most Sundays I lie in bed for hours, sometimes until gone midnight before I drop off. This Sunday was no different, so the body lotion didn’t do anything at all for me, it was a tall order not even medication works on a Sunday evening.

 

Monday, Frankie was completely back to normal, following me from room to room, annoying his mum / sister and me! He really was feeling an awful lot better. The vet rang late Monday afternoon and I found out that Frankie had a soft tissue injury his blood work had shown this and the vet was very pleased at how well he was doing, although Frankie still has to take it easy for bit. Yeah the vet has clearly never owned a Weimaraner! Due to Frankie’s age and size (39-41 kilos) he has developed a heart murmur. The vet said you can hear that one of his valves is leaking but it is very mild at the moment. He then went into signs that I need to look out for which will tell us that his heart is starting to fail (although the vet never said this, it was a case any of these symptoms and bring him in but I am not an idiot and know the score). So our boy isn’t a spring chicken anymore but he’s happy as Larry as long as his pack is together and that’s all that matters.

 

Monday night – slept like a log, woke up at 3am was awake for two hours and then slept until 8am.

Tuesday night – dropped off really quickly but woke up at 3am and stayed awake until gone 6am. Then slept until 8am.

 

My overall verdict on the Lush Sleepy Body lotion, well it probably needs a bit longer really to give a really good review. However if you are suffering with onset insomnia not linked with anxiety, I’d say it was definitely worth a go as long as you are also practicing good sleep hygiene. If you aren’t I would suggest trying that first. If you have no problems getting off to sleep but suffer with maintenance  insomnia then I’d say don’t waste your money, unless you apply it when you wake up in the middle of the night. I don’t know if it would help at all but it is something to try. It does smell really nice and it leaves your skin beautifully smooth. An added bonus I have discovered is that it is quite good on acne, probably due to the lavender in it. I get hormonal acne on my chin and this has calmed it right down and made it not look so red.