It starts off well for the first six hours.
I sleep pleasantly enough on my side until I wake up on my back. One (or several) call(s) to the night nurse gets me laying with my left cheek on the pillow once again.
This pattern typically continues until the caregiver comes in at a quarter past seven to get me up (and at ’em).
Did you notice I said typically?
For the past three consecutive mornings I’ve had to break from the normal routine and head off to the recliner at thirty minutes to six.
The issue is phlegm.
At this point in the morning, my saliva really starts to flow out of my throat.
Unfortunately, this past week I’ve been battling a cold and that saliva has transformed into large globules of phlegm.
Since I am unable to muster up the strength to cough it out and the suction machine is largely ineffective in situations like this, my only recourse is to get myself seated in an upright position so the phlegm can drain back from where it came.
Probably not the most elegant solution to the problem but it provides the relief I need at the time.