All I could do for the first couple of months, Lascaux, was sleep. I didn't fight it, I gave in and enjoyed every minute. It was (and still is) so great to simply sleep thru the night. When drinking, my sleep was always interrupted. It was never a real sleep, the routine was always; drink, pass out, come too a few hours later, stumble to the bathroom, flop back into bed then toss and turn for the rest of the night. I Don't know how I survived....