Waking up........

Well, its been awhile, once again. I just seem to be waking up from quite awhile in a fog. I've had my share of health issues of late and trying to correct them....which, finally I think I'm on the mend. Never realized how much having no sleep for a long period of time, and I do mean a long period of time, like a couple of years, would take its toll. I knew there was a problem in this department, called "sleep" and I knew I needed to look into it. I did make an appointment prior the loss of my mother, to begin the process of seeking some help but I ended up cancelling it. "Too busy" I told myself then. Plus the forms to fill out to explain symptoms was pages and pages long. I didn't have (take) the time to do what I really needed to do then. So, I went on. I tried to tell myself that I could get use to not having many hours sleep at night. After all, there were many people that required not much sleep. But, I dragged more and more, a slow decline. I knew it too.

After the loss of my mother, I thought that I could never ever go for help now with this problem of mine. Surely, they'd want me to use one of those cpap machines. I couldn't handle the thoughts of it. So, I shut up, and again, tried to just accept that I, no longer really slept. I'd catch a nap any chance I could. Constantly trying to get a few winks here and there. I never felt good. Something was really wrong and I knew it inside, I just couldn't deal with it's treatment and the time needed to get it. I knew it was affecting my heart, amoung other things. But then I started falling asleep driving to work in the morning, hardly able to keep my eyes open, let alone when driving home late afternoons. My mind was forgetting things at work and I could no longer focus for much time at all. I knew it was getting worse.

Finally, I went and did was I needed to. Finally. Actually I was quite desperate for the help now, Very desperate infact. No wonder I've been in lala land for so long, because through all the tests, I really was not getting any sleep. I'd strop breathing 54 times per hour for the four hours that I'd manage to drift into some sleep. So, there was none..sleep, that is. The stress on my heart and lack of oxygen when I'd stop breathing had worn me out pretty bad.

Treatment has begun. Well actually, I started it about maybe three weeks ago and finally..FINALLY, I am feeling as though I am coming out of a fog and its unbelieveable. Every day, I just cannot believe how better and better I am feeling. My mind is awake and alert and actually focusing, which is something I guess that I have not done very well for a long time because it feels like something totally new. Amazing so! I am told that it will still take a few months to feel full effects, but I'd take where I am at right now and be happy, if it were all the improvement there was to be.

Its been a long haul. I have absolutely no regrets finally getting this resolved.

Now for Barb to get that foot of her's healed, a small break in a bone that seems to be taking forever to heal, and she and I will be on the road again! We're in the makings of our next trip. In the fall of course when everyone else's vacations are over. ( Its the worse broken foot she's ever had before! And its been the worse sleepless past two years ever for me! ...Private joke between Barb and I lol)

So, stay tuned! And beware...I just woke up!