I mentioned in my last post that I have sleep apnea. I go for my actual sleep study in July so I don’t know how severe it is yet, but according to Todd (and Taylor who came to tell me he was home the other night but I was sound asleep, though I had been awake until I heard the truck pull up) it’s pretty bad.
This is great news. Seriously. I’m nigh giddy at the thought that maybe, just maybe, I’ll wake up one morning and feel rested.
Maybe, just maybe, I’ll be able to come home from work and have the gumption to do something around the house.
Maybe, just maybe, I’ll have the zeal to write on a regular basis!
Maybe, just maybe, my white blood cells will have the opportunity to multiply and I’ll stop having low WBCs and thus, thrush!
Maybe, just maybe, I’ll have the energy to exercise!
Maybe, just maybe, I’ll feel vivacious instead of always drained!
Oh, the possibilities are endless!!
I was a little sad that I have to wait another month to have the study. You can’t get started on a CPAP machine without the study.
Todd has been on a CPAP machine for a year or so now and it’s done wonders for him. He has more energy, his migraines have been drastically reduced and he just feels better. And now we’ll have matching CPAP machines! Does it get any more romantic?? (Hello Middle-Age)