Greetings sleepers. Thanks for all your sharing and support here.
The results for my second sleep study came today, and I was pleased to learn that I have sleep apnea. Pleased? Yes, because it means there’s a chance I’ll start feeling better soon. Although I was told thyroid meds would help me feel better soon, and instead they made things slightly worse. 6 or 7 years ago I went to a sleep doc who “checked for sleep apnea” because my father has it, and I had trouble sleeping and trouble waking up. The oximetry test said I slept fine when I did, and the doc said the reason I felt awful was Delayed Sleep Phase Syndrome and the best thing I could do was change my sleep schedule. So I tried that and went from having 5 or 6 colds a year to 1, which was nice, but my brain function didn’t improve. In my early forties, I should have been fairly close to the functionality I had in my late 30’s, so my doc tested me for ADD because my mother has it. Adderall helped a lot at first, but I’ve been in a very gradual decline since then.
So I’m getting a machine on Tuesday. It feels like a long, long time from now, but it does give me some time to educate myself. Among other things, I’m hoping to learn if there are any steps I can take to sleep better before Tuesday. I’ve done a lot of sleep research when learning about Circadian disorders, but I always thought I didn’t have apnea, so never learned about it.
My sleep routine: I avoid coffee within 7 hours of bedtime, and sugar and alcohol within 2 hours. I use an app to reduce the blue light from my computer screen at night. My room is dark and cool. I like heavy blankets, so my partner made me a quilt that weighs 15 pounds. I generally have one or two cats on or next to me. I try to sleep around 2 am, usually with something to listen to, to occupy my anxious mind, something not too interesting or important, either a podcast discussing baseball or an ASMR video. On good nights it takes about 15-20 minutes to fall asleep, on bad nights the snorers in my family keep me up and I have to move to the couch till they get up at 7. Four days a week I get up for 10 minutes to see my youngest get a ride to school, one day a week I drive the 5 minutes to school, and then go back to sleep until about noon. On most weekends and summer days I sleep till 11 or 12. Only morning time has been getting later and later, my days getting shorter and shorter, making me less and less effective at work and home, which adds to my anxiety and depression, which makes my health poor, which make my sleep less restful, etc, etc.
Sleep is a flirty unicorn in a thick wood, teasing me with peripheral glimpses, what will not let me dream. Sleep is a field of resinous vines, entwined about my limbs and my mind, what will not let me fly.