Well, it’s been an interesting last few days. After my miserable sleep apnea test, the sleep technician who watched me sleep all night (that must have been great fun) assured me I didn’ t have sleep apnea — which was good news because I couldn’t bear the thought of having to go back to that place to be re-tested — which is what happens if you actually have sleep apnea.
A few days later, a nurse called to tell me that I indeed did have sleep apnea, a mild case, and she scheduled me to come back for a second sleep study. Yuck! In this study, they’d put a CPAP machine on me and see whether I can tolerate it and what settings work best for me.
So I asked my friend Allen, who’s been through this all before, what the second test would be like, and in all sincerity, he assured me that it was much, much worse than the first! He tried to comfort me, assuring me that in two or three weeks, I’d be fine with the new equipment. This was not comforting at all. I told Allen that I didn’t have any of these problems before I’d met him and so I figured I caught sleep apnea from him. Continue reading →