{"id":29,"date":"2014-01-28T02:42:36","date_gmt":"2014-01-28T02:42:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/oldkaren.com\/?p=29"},"modified":"2014-01-28T02:42:36","modified_gmt":"2014-01-28T02:42:36","slug":"bed","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/?p=29","title":{"rendered":"Bed"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>We just bought a king-sized bed.<\/p>\n<p>Finally.<\/p>\n<p>George and I debated buying one for years, but it was only after I wrote the following in my journal that my decision was made.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">November, 2013<\/span><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 I slept on the wrong side of the bed.\u00a0 Again.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 I&#8217;ve been doing this for close to thirty years now.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Every night, I think I&#8217;ll talk with George about it in the morning, but when morning comes, I forget.\u00a0 In fact, the only way this story even came into existence was because I got up and wrote it in the middle of the night.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I don&#8217;t know why we decided I would sleep on George&#8217;s left side and he would sleep to my right.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I&#8217;ve never been able to sleep while lying on my left side; it upsets my stomach.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 But I can&#8217;t sleep on my right side, either, unless George is facing away from me.\u00a0 He breathes in through his nose and out through his mouth, so if we&#8217;re facing each other, I end up breathing in what is coming out of his mouth.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Not only am I breathing in carbon dioxide, I&#8217;m breathing in night breath, which is really not much different from morning breath (a.k.a. dragon breath).\u00a0 Nobody wants to breathe that.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Even when I lie flat on my back, its tentacles reach me.\u00a0 Standing my pillow up between our heads like a wall is my only defense, but who wants to bother with balancing a pillow while trying to sleep?<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I breathe through my mouth so it seems my breath would be a problem for George as well, but he&#8217;s never mentioned it\u2026unless lack of oxygen keeps him from processing why he lacks oxygen.\u00a0 Could that also be why he sleeps so soundly?<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Every single night I think, we should change sides.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 But we never do.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Two months after writing that, we don&#8217;t need to.\u00a0 Thank God for wide beds!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>We just bought a king-sized bed. Finally. George and I debated buying one for years, but it was only after I wrote the following in my journal that my decision was made. \u00a0 November, 2013 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 I slept on the wrong side of the bed.\u00a0 Again. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-29","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=29"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":30,"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29\/revisions\/30"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=29"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=29"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oldkaren.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=29"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}