Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Sleep study: the advertising, the truth

Ahhh...get a sleep study. Sleep & we'll study you. Easy as that. Call now to get yours.

Don't let this photo fool you.

Here's the real way it looks. Thanks to these guys I found on AltaVista. Obviously, they too thought it was blog-worthy.

Yep, there were wayyy more wires involved than I expected. Notice wires weren't attached only to your head - also to your chest & calves. The wires attached to your calves are threaded through a belt on your waist. You also wear a belt on your chest, a oxygen tube on your nose, a mike taped to your neck, and a pulse clamp on your index finger. When I moved, I felt like I was in a spider web, i.e. moving my legs resulted in tugging at my waist. I imagine the neck mike recorded some grumbling & mild cursing while I discovered the spider web phenomenon.

And for some reason, the nose tubes didn't work well, and it took 3 tries to find one that did. So just as I got sleepy....lights on. "Well, that one's not working, either." Put on new tube.

Finally, the technician didn't explain to me that I didn't have to stay on my back. I'm a tummy sleeper, so after lying there for what seemed like forever, I finally paged the tech and asked if I could roll over. Yes? Ah, wish I knew that about 2 hours earlier....

Overall, my sleep study was such an unusual night that I asked the technician if people ever have "do-overs." She said they'll review to see if I had enough data from the times I did sleep, and if there isn't, they do occasionally have people return. With a sleeping pill.

But, alas, my doctor called Monday and scheduled a follow-up appointment to discuss the results tomorrow. Perhaps a diagnosis is awaiting me. To quote Gary, I'll keep you advised.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

While I Am Sleeping

Tonight I'm having a sleep study. Yep, I finally got around to seeing my doctor about being so tired and he ordered a study for me.

I arrive at 9:30 p.m. in "pajamas that I don't mind someone seeing me in." I'm not sure those exist, especially sans-bra. I guess they're medical people so I should get over it. They'll attach those little circular things to my head and watch me sleep. I leave at 6:30 a.m. They'll give me breakfast snacks.

Watching me sleep. Huh. Visions of men in white coats gathered around a window while I'm on display. Remember on Friends when Ross had that dot on his rear, and the doctors were fascinated and got their buddies to come look? Visions of me kicking and talking and the doctors are laughing up a storm. Visions of them making a "Greatest Hits" video and I'm on it.

Okay, seriously. I am glad I'm doing this. Actually even looking forward to the results. As I told Mustang, God didn't design us to be this tired.

In preparation I cannot drink caffeine after noon. I also can't nap - no problem since I'm at work. For me, my worry is stage fright. Being nervous and not able to fall asleep. So I've only had 4 hours of sleep last night, and only 5 hours the night before. I am sufficiently sleep-deprived. I am also very cranky.

I'll let you know how it goes.

Friday, January 18, 2008

Heading to Houston

We're going to Houston this weekend for a wedding. I'm looking forward to it; the couple is very nice and they went to both of our wedding receptions, so we should certainly come to theirs.

Quick horror story I have to share: while the bride's dress was at the tailor, the tailor's dog peed on the dress. Bride didn't discover this until her bridal portraits sometime later. Now the tailor has skipped town and they can't contact her. Horrible, huh? Thankfully, the stain came out with drycleaning.

Anyway, we've been going to Houston every month now since November. I'm getting to know it more. Maybe we can do some sightseeing while we're there this time. Last visit, Mustang's family took us to Little India, which was very cool.

Houston trivia:
  • Houston is the 4th largest city in the U.S. and the biggest city in Texas.
  • Texas is the only state that allows residents to vote while in space. The mayor was the recipient of the first space vote when astronaut David Wolf cast a vote from the Mir space station.
  • Houston has the 9th largest community of Indians in the U.S., which includes Mustang's family. =)
  • Houston has given us celebrities like Beyonce, Hilary Duff, Renee Zelleweger, Isaiah Washington and George Foreman. Also.....Patrick Swayze, Anna Nicole Smith, and the lady that started Mary Kay.

Back next week.

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Um, what?

U.S. to study bizarre medical condition

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

No breasts (chicken, that is)

Last night, I went to the Crest on Rockwell & Hefner to get chicken breasts for a recipe I'm making this week. It's a good recipe, and it's fun because it involves a can of Diet Coke. I bought all the other ingredients on Sunday...everything to make this BBQ chicken...except the chicken.

Anyway, believe it or not, this Crest had NO chicken breasts. None. I was so sure that I was mistaken that I became convinced I was looking at the turkey section instead. I paced back and forth through the whole meat counter, looking for the obviously-missed chicken section. Nope. I had indeed found the chicken. No breasts. No breast tenderloins. No thighs, either. There were drumsticks, there were whole chickens, there were "pick of the chick" bags (which frightened me), but no chicken breasts.

I left Crest muttering over & over, "How can you not have chicken breasts?" I was genuinely confused and angry.

Then it occurred to me what a silly thing it was to be mad that Crest didn't have a particular cut of chicken. How lucky I am that I get to cook whatever I want. There were times in history people got rations. People would be glad to have a chicken. My former roommate's mom, when she was single and poor, cooked a whole chicken on Monday and ate a piece a day for the rest of the week.

So by the time I got home, I had been through this strange journey of
to mad
to grateful.

And finally, forgetful. At Crest, I settled for the giant bag of Tyson frozen breasts. When I put them in the freezer at home, I discovered I already had chicken breasts in there.

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

Quick post

I've just got one thing to say today and then I need to get back to work so I can clean up this mess I created.....

But I just had to share. Yesterday was the first time in my life I had to explain a jacked-up situation to coworkers by starting with the phrase, "Well, knowing this week was going to be busy, I tried to be proactive and email people last week..."

That's all. I'm done now.

Monday, January 07, 2008

Air conditioning in January

On the way to dinner party yesterday, we turned on the air conditioning in the car. In January. Why? Oh, cause it's 75 degrees outside. 75 in January. A new record high temperature for OKC.

Today it's supposed to be 70, but I'm more excited about the slight risk of severe weather in eastern Oklahoma. A tornado in January? Awesome. It was awfully balmy this morning...

Speaking of tornadoes, I'm reading a book right now about May 3. (First I just want to brag that I'm reading, a recreation long lost during wedding planning). Actually, the book was given to me months ago by another PR person who knew I'm a weather junkie....and I'm just now getting around to reading it. And it's soooo good.

If you're a sucker for the Weather Channel or those TLC specials about storm chasers, this is a fun read. Oklahomans will delight in the many references to our state....Gary England....Tinker AFB....and of course, May 3, 1999, the most amazing day ever for weather junkies. No pun intended, but that day tore open common weather beliefs. Hide under a bridge if you're outside? Not after May 3! F5 the worst tornado? Not after May 3! Hide underground? Yes, it actually was necessary on May 3.

All this weather reading has me thinking about storm chasing...a lifetime goal. Oops, I should say "storm spotting." Professionals spot storms for safety purposes of warning the general public, they don't chase storms for thrills. Yeah, yeah. Anyway, One day, I'd love to hop in a car with a professional storm spotter. I once had a missed opportunity. Around 2000, I met an OU meteorology student who said he'd call me when there was bad weather. The day he called, all my friends were in town, a girl got engaged the night before, and we all went wedding dress shopping for her. I wish I still had that guy's number...

Storm spotter training starts this month. I've been to it before in college; I'm really wanting to go again and see if I could tag along with somebody. The OKC one is next Tuesday; open only to city emergency managers. Thoughts of sneaking in....stalking outside....hmmm.....