I’ve been thinking a lot about Parkinson’s and pain lately…not because it is a particularly fascinating topic, but let’s just say that it is a topic of personal relevance.
Recently, I was chatting with a friend who also has PD, and we were discussing our mutual enjoyment of travel. He remarked on how his (early stage) PD symptoms seemed to bother him less while traveling. He wonders if it is the distraction or break from the routine that helps.
Normally, I’d steer the discussion toward dopamine and the placebo effect, because this is great example of creating your own placebo.
But as someone who also enjoys travel, I asked him to consider a thought that recently crossed my mind. Have you thought about your mattress lately?
I also enjoy travel, and rarely does PD get in my way. But after returning from a recent trip, I had a sudden realization. I think my bed is slowly trying to kill me. I absolutely hate my bed. I’m far more comfortable in a hotel bed or international business class seat.
For the last 10 years, I’ve been sleeping on a Posturpedic bed. It was comfortable at first, but over those 10 years, my side of the bed has slowly sunk. It now takes a lot of effort to roll over in the middle of the night, which is an issue that I don’t face at all when traveling.
My 10 year old Posturpedic bed is also uncomfortably warm. I’ve adjusted to sleeping without any covers. The room temperature is not the problem…as the bed wraps itself around me like a cocoon, it traps my body heat.
Words can barely express the hatred that I now realize I have for this bed.
Good riddance 10-year old Tempurpedic mattress. Don’t let the door hit you on the way out.
Hello, Sleep Number mattress, I hope we can have a healthier relationship.