10.7 at 5 am.
I just needed the bathroom so that made me awake. So I took reading then.
Normally I do meditation and easy in bed exercises before I take reading.
So went back to bed to do meditations...remembered reading on here somewhere that someone said drinking more water would or did help their blood sugar readings.
I do have dry mouth all night, but I have Sjogrens Syndrome, and have dry mouth meds which don’t seem to have much effect. I do drink water in the night, but ladies of a certain age who have had a few children need to visit the bathroom rather more frequently (in fact my daily, and nightly, walking count is made up with bathroom visits).
Anyway, waking up at 5am, I thought I would have water instead of a cuppa tea or coffee to drink.
So I drank a 500ml bottle water straight off. I was so thirsty after drinking the water, I filled the bottle and had another straight off. I was tremendously thirsty so I am filling the water bottle and drinking another. Hang on I thought, this cannot be good for me, so I put a few flakes sea salt in the next bottle. A couple of sips of that bottle and my mouth is not dry any more and I don’t have this urge to keep drinking water. The actual water initially was not quenching my thirst, and making my mouth incredibly parched and dry.
The few flakes of sea salt in the water helped the water quench my thirst.
I started to do my meditation but promptly fell asleep into an amazing dream. This cottage in the hills in the countryside. People I knew who have died were there, including my partner who died 10 years ago. It was fantastic. We were there for a few weeks. Then it was time to leave the cottage. So we are outside, packing the cars. There is a well there with an ever flowing supply of clear beautiful water. I am trying to get the water in a 2 litre plastic bottle, but I am a bit clumsy, so this gentleman appears at the side of me. A large genial gentleman with a beard and he is helping me getting the water in the bottle and he is giving me advice, calming advice, his words are soothing and gentle (I am profoundly deaf in real life, so it is fantastic to be able to hear words in a dream).
But I need to urgently use the bathroom, and before I know what it happening, half asleep I am waking up and I stumble to my real bathroom.
I suddenly realise I am not in my beautiful dream any more, I’ve left behind my 2 litre bottle of healing water in my dream...I am upset...
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