My world revolves around my bill box. Two weeks ago, I took my "afternoon" meds. Before dinner, I couldn't keep my eyes open and realized what I'd done. I took my "night" meds which put me to sleep. Dad fed me dinner early.
(sprained ankle, I wasn't mobile) I dozed on the couch the rest of the night. Took my afternoon meds at 11pm and slept well all night. I must have needed the extra rest.