Has anyone else noticed that it’s a little… warm right now? Like, really warm? And for many, this deep humidity can have a major impact on sleep – after all, having a bedroom that’s part-snooze station and part-sauna can be pretty uncomfortable. The obvious solution for sleeping in the heat? A fan! Right? Erm, unfortunately (and we hate to be the ones to break this to you) some experts are actually warning against sleeping with a fan on.
According to Sleep Advisor, sleeping with a fan on might not always be a great idea for health-related reasons, as although having a fan on will circulate air to make your room cooler and fresher, it can also circulate pollen and dust. Which isn’t ideal if you suffer from allergies, asthma or hay fever (which has also ramped up for many at this time of year).
“Take a close look at your fan,” the Sleep Advisor suggests. “If it’s been collecting dust on the blades, those particles are flying through the air every time you turn it on.”
Other reasons not to sleep with a fan on include the fact that it can dry out your skin, as well as your nasal passages, and if your nasal passages become too dry, Sleep Advisor warns that the body can produce excess mucous, making you feel all bunged up come morning time. Not ideal…
And then there’s muscle cramping. “People who sleep with a breeze directly on them may wake up with stiff or sore muscles. This is because the concentrated cool air can make muscles tense up and cramp,” the experts explain. “This problem is especially common for people who sleep with it near their face and neck. If you’ve been waking up with a stiff neck in the morning, it might be because of the constant breeze.”
On the flip-side, the article does point out that fans in the bedroom can work well for people as provide comforting white noise to help people drift off to sleep when it’s stuffy.
But if you’re prone to allergies, it could be worth trying other options like a cool flannel in a bowl of water near your bed, or sleeping on top of the covers with the window open. Happy sweating either way, folks!
Isolated Elderly Woman Encounters a Fleeing Child at Midnight Pleading for Shelter
On a frigid evening, elderly Lili encounters a shivering boy named Harry. Desperate and alone, Harry pleads for shelter, and Lili’s compassionate heart cannot refuse. As Harry reveals the horrific conditions of his foster home, Lili takes a brave stand, igniting a journey of rescue and hope.
Lili, an elderly woman with silver hair and kind eyes, walked slowly home late in the evening. The cold night air made her shiver, and she pulled her coat tighter around her.
As she turned the corner, she saw a small figure huddled against a lamppost. It was a young boy, no older than ten, with tousled hair and a thin jacket that did little to protect him from the biting cold.
“Excuse me, ma’am,” the boy said, his voice trembling. “Can I come home with you? I have nowhere else to go, and it’s so cold.”
Lili’s heart went out to him. She could see the desperation in his eyes. “Of course, dear,” she said gently. “Let’s get you out of this cold.”
She led Harry, the boy, to her small, cozy home. The warmth inside was a stark contrast to the freezing night outside.
Lili guided Harry to a chair by the fireplace, where he could warm up. She bustled around the kitchen, quickly preparing some cookies and a hot beverage.
“Here you go, sweetheart,” she said, handing him a plate of freshly baked cookies and a steaming cup of cocoa. Harry’s eyes lit up as he took a bite, savoring the warmth and sweetness.
As they sat by the fire, Lili picked up the phone and called the police, wanting to ensure Harry’s safety. While they waited, Harry began to open up.
“I live in a foster home,” he said quietly. “There are too many of us in a small room.” His voice quivered as he spoke.
Harry told her everything he could. He even tried to tell Lili where the house was so she could help other kids.
“Oh, my dear,” Lili said softly, her heart breaking for him. “No child should have to go through that.”
When the police arrived, Harry clung to Lili’s hand, not wanting to leave. She knelt down to his level, her eyes filled with warmth and reassurance.
“Harry, you need to go with them now,” she said gently. “But don’t worry. I’ll visit you tomorrow with more cookies, just like these. Everything is going to be alright.”
Reluctantly, Harry nodded and let go of her hand. As the police took him to Child Protective Services, Lili watched from her doorway, her heart heavy with concern. She hoped with all her might that she had done the right thing and that Harry and his friends would find the help they needed.
The following morning, as the sun cast a soft glow through her kitchen window, Lili sat at her small wooden table, her mind still on Harry. She dialed the number for Child Protective Services, her fingers trembling slightly. After a few rings, a woman answered.
“Child Protective Services, how can I help you?”
“Hello, my name is Lili. I took in a young boy named Harry last night and the police brought him to your office. I wanted to check on him.”
There was a brief pause on the other end. “Oh, yes, Harry. We looked into his case, and he was returned to his foster family. There was no evidence of poor treatment.”
Lili’s heart sank. “But he told me about the terrible conditions. He had bruises. Did anyone check on him thoroughly?”
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