“Are you ready to awake?”
It’s 6am, and I am blogging. Why? Because I went to sleep at 9:30 last night. In a sleep clinic, with wires and electrodes and a camera in the sky.
I have been tired a lot lately. By “lately” I mean the past few years. I usually chalked it up to working hard, or blamed it on my hypothyroidism, but I notice the past year it’s gotten a lot worse. As in, I can sleep a full 9 hours, wake up, bum around the house and then need a nap. It’s not depression, my thyroid is working as intended with medication and it has really effected my overall well-being. I feel like I don’t do as much as I would like to, and my weekends are just spent sleeping, instead of living the more active lifestyle that Frank and I talk about having. I’m also just totally wiped at night – some of that is because I work hard all day, but I just don’t think I should be this tired.
So, I switched doctors (for a bunch of reasons) and we ruled out the usual suspects. Then, he took one look at my throat, and asked me if I snore. I do. He thinks I have sleep apnea, and referred me to a specialist. The specialist put me in a sleep study, and this is how I spent my Saturday night. In a few weeks, I go back to the doc, and get my results (and pay yet another co-pay). Then, depending on what the tests say, we fix the problem. Most likely, I will need a CPAP.
On one hand, I totally don’t want a CPAP. I mean, seriously? Has it come to this? I need a machine to help me breathe at night? And it’s just about as sexy as a housedress. On the other hand? YAY! There’s something wrong with me that can be fixed. I don’t think I realize how awful being tired is making me. People are supposed to wake up refreshed and ready for their day? Really?!
I also think I may lose weight. There have been studies shown that being tired makes people eat more. Maybe I am eating more than the average bear not just because I am filling some deep emotional need (and really, really love cookies), but because I am just so damn tired all the time. And maybe waking up refreshed would help me actually go to the gym – because I won’t be so exhausted. It’s not a magic bullet, but it could be the missing piece of the puzzle. And, if it is – maybe losing weight would help so that I can cure my apnea, and won’t need the CPAP.
I can’t wait for these results. Anyone else dealing with sleep disorders? Fun sleep center stories?