@windyh
Boring is fine. I find that I sometimes need a few hours where nobody is asking anything of me to recharge. Sometimes I find this early in the morning. There was one time I was in the hospital over night for what turned out to a non-serious issue. But that definitely rested my mind - there's nothing to do in the hospital - and ironically, I felt great afterwards.

@windyh One thing that helps me is to rely on my humor. For instance, I am exceedingly luck that the halllucinations I have from the l-dopa are not scary ones For instance,the first time I had my auditory hallucination was when I was in the hospital getting my pump set up, I was aware to expect hallucinations. The first one I had --and apparently is going to be with me for the duration, is a men's choir, composed of mn from the land where I spent my formative years - Texas. The first time they visited me i kept hearing them and they sounded like they were just below my windo in the hospital singing and chatting on breaks When you do the reality check: It's raining right now. It's 2 am iand I'm in a hospital in Germany. Whaat is th e likelihood that a bunch of Good Ol/ boys from Texas would have formed a chooir to sing outside my indow in a hospital, and even if the hospital DID have a choir, most certainly, it wouldn't be composed of those good Ol boys. My one compalint was that they only knew one tune - the music from CSI - Las Vegas. I reallly became weary of it and wished they would lean more songs> I expecially longed for ome deep baritones, like the guy in the Statler brothers , or like Josh Turner. Jut listing to those deep, deep boicrs still curls my toes even if I am over 80. Well, today I got part of my wish. They played me a song that wassn't thetheme music o CSI: Las Vegas. It was a song ghat moms and granmom hear and sing from time to time. It was "Five little monkeys jumping onT he bed." It's a good thing they waited to introduc me to oit until today, because if they had started singing it on Tuesday,when I was attending ou granddaughter's high school graduation ceremony, I might have been invited to leave the auditorium. The cermony lasted for 4 hours; but I guess that what I get for marring a guy whose lat name starts with W instead of the one whose name Sgared wiith B.Oh, well...