When I was younger—and that wasn’t all that long ago!—I’d come home from work at night and have a bowl of Cheerios. I know, I know, I should be more sophisticated. But I’m not.

Alas, now I come home and only get to yearn for a bowl of Cheerios.

How I long for the good old days, when eating this late at night didn’t mean I’d be pacing the floors all night long.

I guess the question is, now that an iron supplement seems to be helping my RLS problem, might I be able to reintroduce a bowl of cereal to my night?

I’m too scared to try it, though. So oh well.


  1. RLS = Restless Leg Syndrome. It’s something I’ve had nearly my whole life. I don’t take meds for it because I had a horrible reaction to the one I was prescribed last year. Such is life. Since taking iron, though, I’m really doing much better!