Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Sleeping my way to ruin.

As a working mother, there is always some running, running, running. I however have been more like crawling, crawling, crawling, lately. I get plenty of sleep but cannot seem to wake up refreshed or just wake up without wanting to kill someone. I am sooooo tired.
Skip to last night. Work, off at 6, check, dinner with two elderly friends 6-7:15, check, pack bags and off to overnight sleep study, check, Check-in at 9 PM. Once I finally arrive at the sleep center, I am escorted to my room. I stopped and got a trashy tabloid magazine to read before bed or while I was waiting, but I didn't have to wait long. Once the tech came into my room they attached what seemed like 20 or so electrodes to my head, neck, collar bone and ankles. Yes, I am glad you asked, it was terribly comfortable. Then they gather the wires toward the back of your head, like some sort of wiring harness, strap three bands around your chest and waist and say goodnight.

What the hell. It is hard enough to sleep well on a great night, much less dressed like John Cusack in Sixteen Candles. Not only do you have to fall asleep to have a sleep study conducted, which my previous reference proves, was ridiculous, you have to stay asleep without turning too much that you pull the wires out of your nifty battery pack thingy.

"It's morning" I hear in a cheerful voice as I am awoken at 5 AM the next morning by the sleep tech. It was time to get up and head home.
Ok, to refresh, sleep with a commodore 64 strapped to your head, awake at 5 AM without wanting to injure any of the staff. This sounds like a great introduction to sleeping disorders and therapy. I can't wait to see what is next. I will keep you informed.

1 comment:

  1. Sounds like a wonderful recipe for a good night's sleep. I am a crappy sleeper as well - have been my entire life. It is my only fault, really.
    Love your blog and your sense of humor. You are stuck with me now.

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