After spending Monday night and most of Tuesday in a clinic for a sleep study, the results are in: I have a moderately severe case of sleep apnea. My wife, Michele, isn’t surprised at all; she’s told me this for years. In fact, she recently told me that I had to go to my doctor to have this looked into, and that I wasn’t to bother coming back home until I had obtained a referral from him for a sleep study. Being the good, obedient husband that I am, this is what I did
I’ve never been a morning person. I’ve also struggled with pervasive tiredness for years and thought it only had to do with stress and little kids. (Well, I’m sure that those two are still factors!) In a few weeks I go back to the clinic for a further test, this time using something called a CPAP machine. CPAP stands for continuous positive airway pressure and the machine basically applies just enough extra pressure to keep the airway open while you’re sleeping. I’ve been told that I’ll have to have use one of these machines every night from now on. I’m not looking forward to wearing a mask on my face, but I can’t wait to get a good night’s sleep.