Apr. 25th, 2007

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So, a number of you were aware that I went and did a sleep study a couple of weeks ago, as my doctor prescribed. He seemed to think that I may have sleep apnea. The sleep study was perhaps one of the least restful nights of sleep that I've EVER gotten. They attach electrodes and such to you, hook those up to a mass of wires, and tell you "Most people can't sleep on their backs, so go ahead and sleep on your side. However, if you dislodge any of the connections, we'll have to wake you up to get them hooked up again. So, I slept lightly, and woke up every time I shifted position so that I wouldn't dislodge the connections. I went to work the next day feeling like I hadn't sleep at all.

I got the results back last night. From the Wikipedia entry:
"Clinically significant levels of sleep apnea are defined as 5 events of any type or greater per hour of sleep time (from the polysomnogram)."

During the sleep study, I would apparently stop breathing about 39 times per hour, or just over once every couple of minutes. That doesn't mean that I wake up... But it does keep me from sleeping soundly, or at least achieving the kind of sleep that I need to be fully rested.

I actually find this to be a good thing. Sleep apnea is actually reasonably easily treated, in the short term, and essentially curable in the long term. Not fun to get the treatment started, but hey. First, I've got to go back for another sleep study. Normally, the study is done in two parts in the same night, but because I was having so much trouble sleeping, they only got the first part done, which was a reading of how many events occured while I slept. The second part of the study, they put a mask on you and slowly turn up the pressure on the mask until they see how much pressure is needed to keep me breathing regularly. I'll have to go back and have that one done this time, and I'm going to TRY and schedule it for a Friday, so that I'm not crashed out the next day. Once that's done, I'll get a sleep mask (essentially a set of noseplugs that blow air up my nose to keep me breathing) to sleep with. The mask should allow me to get a good night's sleep (once I get used to sleeping with it). And that's the short term treatment.

The longer term treatment is to get my ass to the gym (which I should be able to do once I've got more energy) and lose about 50 pounds or so. That weight loss should bring the apnea under control, which will allow me to get good sleep without the mask. I've been meaning to get to our gym to work out, I just haven't had the energy to do so, and getting up in the morning to do it was painful. So the mask will help with that, and then I will be able to lose the weight and get good sleep without the mask.

I'm hopeful. It's possible that I've had sleep apnea for years without knowing it. I'm looking forward to seeing what I'm like when I'm not so tired that I can literally fall asleep on the floor in the middle of a party.
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(I have no idea where this came from originally... if some knows, please inform me so that I may apply attribution)


DOG DIARY


8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!


CAT DIARY

Day 983 of my captivity.

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fedhash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for therations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order tokeep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream ofescape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on thecarpet.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at theirfeet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since itclearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely madecondescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I
am. Jerks!

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I wasplaced in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However,I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that myconfinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what thismeans, and how to use it to my advantage. Today I was almost successfulin an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around hisfeet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at thetop of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies andsnitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released- and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviouslyretarded. The bird has got to be an informant. I observe himcommunicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports myevery move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in anelevated cell, so he is safe. For now...

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