Randy Tennison
Screenwriter
- Joined
- Jan 5, 1999
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- Randy
Well, I had my sleep study. Two words describe the experience . . . It Sucked!
Of course, the 27 different wires glued to my body was bad. The strange (too short) bed was bad. But what was worse was the guy in the room next to mine, who was going through a sleep study. Apparently, his sleep disorder is loud talking and screaming in his sleep. So, you can guess how much actual sleep I got.
After I did manage to dose off, the tech comes in to hook me up to the CPAP machine, due to my apnea. I was almost excited to try the machine, after reading all the comments from people on the forum who have used one. So, I lie there, trying to get used to the machine. For the next hour, I try not to think about my breathing, not to think about the fact that it is blowing air into my stomache, causing painful gas pains, or the sinus headache I am now getting, or the nasty sweaty feeling in my mustache, where the plastic mask is sitting. Let alone the claustrophobic feeling I am getting (which is weird, cause I have never been claustrophobic in my life!). Finally, after hour, I feel like I can't breathe, and I signal the guy to come in and take it off of me. He does so, and then tells me to try to go back to sleep.
Yeah, sure, between being wide awake for the last hour, the dryness of my nose and mouth, and the screaming of the guy next door, I get maybe another 1 hour of sleep. And then, it happens . . . gotta pee! Well, by now, it's just 10 minutes before my requested wake up time, so the technician unhooks me. (It's obvious he knows I got no sleep, because he is very calm and pleasant with me, and apologizes for the guy next door. Apparently, the tech had to go into his room every 20 minutes to reattach a wire that the guy has pulled off in his sleep.)
So, after all this, I've learned I truly do have apnea, and that the CPAP is not a treatment for me. Guess surgery is on my horizon.
Of course, the 27 different wires glued to my body was bad. The strange (too short) bed was bad. But what was worse was the guy in the room next to mine, who was going through a sleep study. Apparently, his sleep disorder is loud talking and screaming in his sleep. So, you can guess how much actual sleep I got.
After I did manage to dose off, the tech comes in to hook me up to the CPAP machine, due to my apnea. I was almost excited to try the machine, after reading all the comments from people on the forum who have used one. So, I lie there, trying to get used to the machine. For the next hour, I try not to think about my breathing, not to think about the fact that it is blowing air into my stomache, causing painful gas pains, or the sinus headache I am now getting, or the nasty sweaty feeling in my mustache, where the plastic mask is sitting. Let alone the claustrophobic feeling I am getting (which is weird, cause I have never been claustrophobic in my life!). Finally, after hour, I feel like I can't breathe, and I signal the guy to come in and take it off of me. He does so, and then tells me to try to go back to sleep.
Yeah, sure, between being wide awake for the last hour, the dryness of my nose and mouth, and the screaming of the guy next door, I get maybe another 1 hour of sleep. And then, it happens . . . gotta pee! Well, by now, it's just 10 minutes before my requested wake up time, so the technician unhooks me. (It's obvious he knows I got no sleep, because he is very calm and pleasant with me, and apologizes for the guy next door. Apparently, the tech had to go into his room every 20 minutes to reattach a wire that the guy has pulled off in his sleep.)
So, after all this, I've learned I truly do have apnea, and that the CPAP is not a treatment for me. Guess surgery is on my horizon.