Sleep Study = AWKWARD!

Sleep study was Monday night.  I didn't quite know what to expect although everyone told me how nice the facility was at AMH's Warminster Campus.  I heard the rooms were like "hotel rooms" with flat screen tvs and tempurpedic bed and that secured my place of choice.  When I arrived, the hospital was empty....lights on, lobby tv on, but no people anywhere.  I ventured up the 3rd Floor and followed the signs in the empty hallway to my destination:  The Sleep Center.

I open the door and walk in peering down an empty blue hallway.  I searched for someone...anyone and when I reached the office, a young guy in scrubs popped out and pointed to the door just across the hall marked Sleep Room 3.  I asked if it was my room and he eagerly said yes and led me in.  The room was FREEZING.  He had turned the air on for me because it had been very warm in that room he said.  I asked if he could turn it off.  He pointed at some paperwork and told me to fill it out, get my pajamas on and open the door when I'm done.

Let's talk about the "hotel room" really quick.  Because it wasn't anything like the hotel room I pictured in my head.  The walls were painted this horrible blue color. The flat screen tv was like  19", hospital style flat screen tv.  The bed was tempurpedic but it was still a hospital bed - no question.  Defintely wouldn't recommend that place on hotels.com.  But I digress...

I filled out the 10 pages or so of papers, got my jammies on and waited for him to come back.  I hadn't noticed anyone else so I asked if there were other patients doing studies and he said only 1 other person was scheduled and they hadn't shown up.  GREAT.  So it's just him and I alone on this entire floor?  I just got a little more uncomfortable.

Wires, wires and more wires were hooked up to my face, head, chest, and legs and straps wrapped around my chest and waist.  It isn't pretty, but I promised to be real in this blog so here is a picture of me with all that crap hooked up:

I watched TV briefly but felt like I might be able to fall asleep so I tried to get cozy.  But the longer I laid there, the more urgently I had to pee....of course.  Now, he told me to just call him if I had to go - and by call, he meant call out because there was a mic in my room so he could hear me.  Ahhh....yeah weird.  So I fidgeted wondering if or how I should alert him to my bladder issue when in the darkness I hear..."Everything okay??"  O.M.G.  CREEPY!!! He really was watching me on the big camera over my bed and must have noticed my fidgeting.  "Ummm...I have to go the bathroom."  I didn't realize they watched it the whole time.

So after my bathroom visit, it felt like HOURS....YEARS before I fell asleep.  Before I knew it he was waking me up at 5:10am.  Try having tape ripped off your face when you're half asleep - not fun.

He told me that I DO snore alot (no kidding) and implied I may have slight sleep apnea but it might not be enough to warrant a machine.  We shall see.  I'm still waiting for the pulmonary folks to call and schedule an appt.

So that was my adventure!  Let's hope that's the only one I have to do!