I had my sleep study done last Thursday, 3/10. I was to arrive at the Sleep Center (which is at our local hospital) at 9:30 pm, showered, unmoisturized, and with a few comforts from home. JP came with me to tuck me in and help me get settled, as I was somewhat nervous.
I was shown to my room (a typical hospital room, but with a queen-sized bed) by an older man with a disquieting resemblance to George Carlin, where I was told to get in to my pjs, get comfortable, and crack the door when I was ready.
Once ready, George came back in and had me sit in a chair on the left side of the bed. He attached 25 wires to my head and body, and a tube in my nose. The ones that went on my head were attached using this adhesive foam that ended up being a nightmare to get out. Then, with my ponytail of wires, I was escorted to the right side of the bed, where the wires were hung from a hook on the wall at my head, and I was to try to get comfortable wearing all that garbage, and fall asleep. JP left, and the lights went out.
At first, I fell asleep ok. After about an hour, I woke up again, miserably uncomfortable. After tossing and turning and several heavy sighs over the course of a couple of hours, George knocked and asked if could come in and help me rearrange the tangled wires so I could maybe get comfortable again. It helped a little.
He woke me up at 6:30 to let me go home. I only got about 4 hours of disturbed sleep. He told me that I did show some signs of apnea, but that I would hear back from the doctor soon with his results.
As of a week and a half day later, I haven't heard anything more. I desperately hope that I don't have to go back and do it again.
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