I went down to Penn that afternoon and met with a lovely tech who showed me the monitoring apparatus. Taught me how to put it on and what to do. That evening, I was in for a real treat.
In true Anne Marie form, I had to share a selfie!
I can normally "sleep" through anything. I'll explain the quotes later. This night, I wasn't feeling well. I had a small headache, my stomachs was nauseated, from what I don't know. I attempted to fall asleep around 11. I wad unsuccessful. That night, I couldn't even tell you if I slept at all. It seemed I was awake every hour, uncomfortable, aware of being monitored, and just plain ill. By 7am the pulse monitor battery was dead and I took that as my sign to remove the rest of the equipment. At that point, I went back to sleep for an uninterrupted, and what seemed heavenly, two hours.
I dropped off the machine back to Prnn on my way to work. I wanted to tell the tech about my night but there wasn't anyone to speak with. I was told they would read the monitor and be in touch.
The rest of the day I was lethargic and feeling like I was getting the flu or something. It was brought to my attention by a friend that I seem to feel this way after every visit to the hospital. Perhaps he is right. I mean, I got the flu shot, but I do always feel sickly after leaving that environment.
The results of the sleep study are not surprising but severe.
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