Oh I so remember my first night. I "slept" in the spare bedroom, so I didn't disturb my husband. I don't really pray, and I just laid there and prayed the Lord's Prayer over and over again. It did seem to calm me, probably similar to mediation.
And the thought of just one, a temporary fix. We had a bottle of wine in our basement. It was an anniversary bottle, that we were saving .. and I highly considered drinking it. But, I pushed through the temporary torture, instead of going for the temporary fix.
I sleep so much better now. Not great - but I do sleep,and dream. And wake refreshed.
Oh, and remembering what I said and did.... that is a blessing too.
Cheering for you pink
Bumble