My Amerisleep AS3 Unboxing Video (Surprise, my voice is ridiculous!) If I can (just barely) do it, you can totally tackle a bed-in-a-box by yourself. Updated 10/15/22 Amerisleep's AS5 was recently featured as the 'Best Soft Mattress in a Box' by Good Housekeeping , with the panel of reviewers noting: Pressure relief for side sleepers Taller than other boxed mattresses Good customer service Amerisleep Mattress Reviews We've been happy Amerisleep customers since purchasing our first AS3 mattress more than 9 years ago. Now we also have an AS2 and an AS4 (the AS3 is still our favorite). Born with chronic insomnia (even as a baby - my family insists I was a nightmare), the struggle to improve my sleep is my life. My husband, the overly-analytical mechanical engineer, was initially skeptical of a mail-order mattress, but he was quickly won over. 2012: Wine glass test, sans wine. I was fairly confident our brand-new mattress would pass with f
After my crown lengthening surgery on Thursday morning, I went straight home to rest in bed with an ice pack over my sliced and diced mouth. When the ice pack provided by the dental office began to warm, I replaced it with a bag of frozen corn. 20 minutes on. 20 minutes off. In other words, I was a model patient.
Immediately after the procedure, I expected that I'd be a bloody, disfigured mess, unfit to be seen by anyone other than the very bravest people. Actually though, I looked almost normal, with the exception of my fancy new teeth - an improvement. I was pleasantly surprised!
Sexy Nerd came home from work several hours later. Excited to show off my beautiful new smile, I asked him how I looked.
Him: You look pretty good, considering.
Me: Considering they hacked off the bone and gum from 6 teeth?
Him: Considering all the gauze stuffed in your mouth.
Me, with what I'm sure was a look of complete horror: There's no gauze.
In the 10+ years we've been together, Sexy Nerd has never been the nurturing type (if you don't think I'm giving him enough credit, read this.) However, he stopped what he was doing, ran downstairs, and was back with a fresh ice pack within moments.
Immediately after the procedure, I expected that I'd be a bloody, disfigured mess, unfit to be seen by anyone other than the very bravest people. Actually though, I looked almost normal, with the exception of my fancy new teeth - an improvement. I was pleasantly surprised!
Sexy Nerd came home from work several hours later. Excited to show off my beautiful new smile, I asked him how I looked.
Him: You look pretty good, considering.
Me: Considering they hacked off the bone and gum from 6 teeth?
Him: Considering all the gauze stuffed in your mouth.
Me, with what I'm sure was a look of complete horror: There's no gauze.
In the 10+ years we've been together, Sexy Nerd has never been the nurturing type (if you don't think I'm giving him enough credit, read this.) However, he stopped what he was doing, ran downstairs, and was back with a fresh ice pack within moments.
Later, he brought me dinner in bed.
It was crunchy and acidic and comprised of basically everything on my DO NOT EAT OR YOU'LL DIE post-op care instructions, but a nice gesture nonetheless.