Let me explain the strange subject matter: I often suffer from insomnia, so when I discovered that Benadryl can help with that, my nights were revolutionized.
Benadryl (aka diphenhydramine) is a very beautiful thing, thus I chose to celebrate it in the following manner:
An Ode to Benadryl
or
The Pursuit of a Minor Death of Consciousness
A serotonin dearth will drive
Me stumbling off to raid a hive
Of plastic placed above the sink.
Its swarm is silent, still and pink.
The dissolution of the dose
Prescribed could leave me comatose.
I’ll halve the ration prudently
To clinch my round trip ticketry.
The subway token vial yawns
Above my palm. A new night dawns
As to my hand, the beauties fall.
I pinch just one, but cherish all.
Beloved diphenhydramine!
You tiny, legal, potent bean!
Lethean drops solidified,
Safe opiates, freshly descried.
A slip of matter, barely sensed
Between my thumb and finger, tensed.
Though dryly dropped, it plumbs my throat.
I board the bus, embark the boat.
The pill is popped, the plea is prayed.
I’m biding now to be conveyed
To where one third of life is meant
To be in unawareness spent.
In faith, I sprawl out, prone again
As drowsing syrup dribbles in.
The thickened ooze coats my inside.
Thus slowly, starts the carpet ride.
With faculties in dull retreat
My smile is stupid and replete.
I hum a selfish lullaby.
The monkeys chatter as we fly.
An undulating, gentle sway
Grows stronger as my musings fray.
The thousand summoned servants lift
My litter high…I cross the rift.
or
The Pursuit of a Minor Death of Consciousness
A serotonin dearth will drive
Me stumbling off to raid a hive
Of plastic placed above the sink.
Its swarm is silent, still and pink.
The dissolution of the dose
Prescribed could leave me comatose.
I’ll halve the ration prudently
To clinch my round trip ticketry.
The subway token vial yawns
Above my palm. A new night dawns
As to my hand, the beauties fall.
I pinch just one, but cherish all.
Beloved diphenhydramine!
You tiny, legal, potent bean!
Lethean drops solidified,
Safe opiates, freshly descried.
A slip of matter, barely sensed
Between my thumb and finger, tensed.
Though dryly dropped, it plumbs my throat.
I board the bus, embark the boat.
The pill is popped, the plea is prayed.
I’m biding now to be conveyed
To where one third of life is meant
To be in unawareness spent.
In faith, I sprawl out, prone again
As drowsing syrup dribbles in.
The thickened ooze coats my inside.
Thus slowly, starts the carpet ride.
With faculties in dull retreat
My smile is stupid and replete.
I hum a selfish lullaby.
The monkeys chatter as we fly.
An undulating, gentle sway
Grows stronger as my musings fray.
The thousand summoned servants lift
My litter high…I cross the rift.
A little practical advice if you're thinking this news about diphenhydramine is an answer to your sleep deprived prayers: The full dose (two pills) will likely knock you out for way longer than you want, so just take one pill or even half of one. Also, drink plenty of water with it since it's an antihistamine. (You don't want to wake up from your nice long sleep with a urinary tract infection, now do you?) Oh, one last thing, if you're one of those "I use TylenolPM to help me sleep" types, switch over to my stuff 'cause your stuff is nothing more than Tylenol with diphenhydramine added to it and a bottle of generic Benadryl is way cheaper than a measly 20 pack of TylenolPM.
This isn't a fail-safe method to get to sleep. When I was in Romania for nine days, I took the whole dose every night and I was still too keyed up to conk out. Still, for the most part, diphenhydramine is my very good friend.
3 comments:
Amazing! Great job Aimee--wish I had talent like you! As it is, I am stuck with those "roses are red" rhymes...
did you write this while high on the benadryl? Just asking. ;)
E-Thanks!
C-No, but I can see how my total adoration of the stuff would lead you to think that I was under the influence of something. :)
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