A Silent Night With A Chillow (Review)

"Constantly in search of the holy grail – sleep"

That's a description of me from my twitter bio, and two years after writing those fateful words they remain just as true.

Now don't get me wrong, I am far from incapable of falling, or staying, asleep. In fact, I'm naturally gifted at making myself go to sleep in most sedentary situations; on a train, on the sofa, in the car (not driving!), on the beach, you get the picture. Therefore the problem doesn't really lie in not being able to sleep, it's more about staying asleep once I've drifted off on that cloud.

Someone is determined to prevent me from having a full night's sleep. And he's about three and a half foot tall.

Although, to be fair to him he is not the only reason that I don't sleep as well as I used to; I also get incredibly hot in bed, very easily. We tend to counter this by having the window open throughout the year, and even in the depths of Winter use only a 7.5tog duvet. Still this doesn't always help.

Silentnight has carried out research which shows that 75% of adults are not getting a good night's sleep. I would hazard a guess that probably 60% of that group of people are parents and therefore have a small human interrupting their REM cycle on their behalf, but that does leave a whole group of people who sleep badly 'naturally'.

With the issue of my body temperature in mind, Silent Night sent me a 'Chillow Plus' to try out and to share my conclusions after a week.

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The Chillow is a clever, albeit slightly bizarre concept. The pad measure slightly smaller than an average pillow and is designed to be slipped inside a pillowcase over the top of a conventional pillow, the Chillow Plus has velcro pads inside to hold it in place and prevent slippage during the night. Inside the plastic outer casing (the 'Hydro-soothe' membrane) is a Soothsoft® pad which uses 'specialised materials, fluids and laws of thermodynamics that creates a dry, powerless, thermo-regulating and memory foam effect'. It's basically a squidgy foam pad, but a bit more complicated.

To activate the cooling aspect of the Chillow you need to add 4 pints of warm tap water through the valve, reseal it and leave it to soak up the water and do its stuff for four hours. Once this has happened, then you need to remove the seal and roll it back up to push out any excess air. The Chillow is then ready for use. It works by absorbing body heat continually and then discharging the absorbed heat back to the surrounding environment. Strangely (and unlike a gel pack which needs refridgerating) it almost always feels cool as the user's body is is always warmer than the Chillow.

I've used the Chillow now for a week and has been extremely useful in cooling me down in a variety of situations, not just my head, and not just as night. I had a horrendous headache this morning and a lie down on the chillow for ten minutes really helped alleviate the pressure and fogginess. While the Chillow has been useful at night to lay my head on, it's actually been my feet that have benefitted most as they do tend to be excrutiatingly hot and painful at bedtime.

I only wish that I had owned this cooling pad during the last trimester of my pregnancy with The Boy when I suffered horrendously with Polymorphic Eruption of Pregnancy. I spent the final two months of pregnancy in absolute agony and crying; I was exhausted from a complete lack of sleep. At night, I had to sleep under a single sheet with ice packs against the part of my body that was in contact with the mattress because the increased heat made the rash worse. These ice-packs were exchanged ever hour or so for another one straight from the freezer. Only when I was freezing cold could I sleep. Having a Chillow would have seriously enabled my ability to sleep.

Thumbs up for the device which cools me down and allows me to sleep? Definitely!

I was sent this product for the purpose of this review, my opinion is honest and unbiased.

A little PEP-talk.

It's been hot today and it's made me wonder if Summer is finally going to be here for longer than two hours at a time. I'm not a huge fan of sweltering heat, but I do like feeling the sun on my skin and the warm summer breeze brushing the hairs on my arm. Two years ago, this was not the case.

Almost exactly two years ago I was coming to the end of the most horrendous side-effect of my pregnancy with The Boy. And yes, for those of you in the know, The Boy celebrated this second birthday three weeks ago. So how exactly was I still having pregnancy related health issues for nearly a month after he was born?

Once the constant morning sickness that I had suffered from for every waking moment for five months had finally left me, I thoroughly enjoyed being pregnant. My hair and skin blossomed, I put on minimal weight; in actual fact I weighed a stone and a half less within days of having The Boy, than before I'd been pregnant. I slept well, I was calm and content, nothing fazed me; I truly flourished. That was until half way through the third trimester.

I was due to start maternity leave a day after our school inspection finished, and yes I was slightly stressed but nothing to cause concern. So when my skin started getting itchy, I just put it down to stress. Suffering from an underactive thyroid, I am used to having very hot hands and feet, and with the summer heat they can get irritated easily. However this kind of itchiness was different. With it came raised bumps, more than just hives, almost like chicken pox pimples. I popped into the midwife who ruled out obstetric cholestasis thankfully, and she just put it down to the heat. I mentioned it to my consultant as well (who I was seeing because of the thyroid condition) and she also declared it was just a heat rash.

Well when a week later it had spread from my fingers to my forearms, I decided to pop and see the doctor. She gave me vaseline and said it needed moisturising. When that did nothing but make it worse, and with it now spreading completely up my arms and reaching my chest, I demanded to see one of the senior doctors in the practise. Thank goodness I did because he was amazing! Dr. L reached behind him to his battered medical book and flicked through the pages until he found the page he was after:

Polymorphic Eruption of Pregnancy

PEP is a skin condition, which is also known as Priutitic Urticarial Papules in America, that initially takes the shape of itchy wheals and small, solid elevations of the skin. However, after a little while it can develop into red, small blisters and eczema-like lesions. I was lucky that I didn't develop any lesions, but it did spread slowly throughout my body. It started on my hands, went up my arms, down my chest and stomach and to my legs. This is what it looks like:

No, that's not me. PEP is one of the reasons that I had barely any photographs of me taken during the later stages of pregnancy.

It's attractive though isn't it? And bloody painful. I spent the final weeks of being pregnant and the first part of my maternity leave in absolute agony and crying. I was exhausted from a complete lack of sleep. At night, I had to sleep under a single sheet with ice packs against the part of my body that was in contact with the mattress because the increased heat made the rash worse. I was awake every hour or two crying in pain, and my poor husband was on a relay down to the freezer getting me the next batch of ice-packs. Only when I was freezing cold could I sleep.

I was incredibly lucky that Dr. L recognised the symptoms and diagnosed me with it; from my experience and Internet investigation at the time, not many doctors like to diagnose it. My marvellous GP gave me steroid cream (Betnovate) and antihistamines which helped massively. My pharmacist was incredibly sympathetic as she had suffered with it when carrying her son, she reassured me that it magically disappeared three weeks after having delivery. I can't recall when my PEP went, I believe it was around the same time but what with him going into hospital and all, I had other things on my mind!

A very interesting point to consider about PEP is that certain studies (a few in France) reveal that this condition is more frequent in women carrying boys, apparently it is an allergic reaction to male foetal DNA, although no formal research has been conducted. Statistics cite that 70% percent of sufferers deliver boys.

And what did I have?

References 1 and 2.

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