I had my sleep study Friday night. I was really nervous about it, but I�m not sure why. I think maybe the thought of being hooked up to a ton of wires and being observed while you sleep is a bit unnerving.
I had the young girl again. We�ll call her Tristie.
I think I had her for my first sleep study but I don�t really remember her and I think that offended her. I really didn�t know who she was until after a few minutes.
I got there at twenty minutes until ten. Thank God for Mr. Sweatpants driving me. I would�ve gotten lost out there in the dark.
She talked a lot too. I knew from the moment she started hooking me up to the wires, mouth going a mile a minute, not making much sense if any, that I probably wouldn�t be getting to sleep until at least 11:00. My favorite moment of the night was when she suddenly stopped hooking me up to the wires and asked, eyes wide:
�What caused your rapid weight gain?�
�My doctor put me on medication and one of the chief side effects is weight gain..�
�Well, honey, you are AWFULLY large. You have gained a substantial amount of weight. Aren�t you UNCOMFORTABLE? I imagine you are not happy because you look UNCOMFORTABLE!�
If I wasn�t so doped up on my medication I might have just asked her what made her say something so rude. Instead, I didn�t reply. I just stared at her, because I was astonished that this person, who was no petite flower herself, would have the audacity to suggest I�m not just overweight but freakishly so.
I know I�m fat, but no one has to tell me. I was really insulted.
Finally, I was ready to sleep and she was done.
I thought I would sleep nicely the night through until she woke me up around 7:00 a.m., which was early but still gave me some valuable snooze time.
Oh, but it didn�t go well. She kept coming in there to either adjust my sleep mask, which kept leaking, or to tell me to lie on my back. She even scolded me for sleeping on my side.
�I keep telling you to sleep on your back but you keep turning over to your side..� First of all, I don�t think one can help what they do in their sleep. I can�t help it that it�s hard for me to breathe on my back so I turn over on my side. After all, the only people I see sleeping on their backs and being okay with it are corpses in a coffin at the funeral home.
�My lord, you are sweating so much. I guess it�s because you�re having a hard time breathing..� Gee, ya think?
She came in there 4-5 times during the night, each time she just would not shut up. I was exhausted. Finally, I drifted into sleep. I even had a dream, but I cannot recall it.
At 6:00 a.m., she waltzed in and told me it was time to get up. Groggily, I asked what time it was.
�It�s 6 in the morning!� she said cheerily. And then, it was like someone let the drawbridge down and she started talking a mile a minute.
She did tell me that my moderate to severe sleep apnea had returned, so she recalibrated my air pressure on my machine from 10 to 18.
I was so tired so I wasn�t really talking to her, and yet she didn�t notice that and basically kept up her conversation with herself for the next 20 minutes.
I asked her if she�d called Rene� to come get me. She told me she had.
I needed a cigarette in the worst way. I went into the bathroom, all the while listening to her chatter, got dressed and tried to fix my hair.
I threw my nightgown into my backpack, zipped it up, and bid her goodbye. I went outside to wait for Mr. Sweatpants. It was too early for good manners, and she�d exhausted my supply of tolerance.
Rene� got me home around 7:30 a.m. I cleared off a spot on the couch and went to sleep.
Jackie, who�d stayed at Romy�s house all night, came down a few times, but basically let me sleep.
I woke up around 11:00. I decided to sit outside and enjoy the fresh air, in hopes that I�d be able to get rid of that disconcerting feeling that I got too much sleep.
I sat outside and read my book for about an hour.
Romy decided to take Jackie with her and Dax to the park, so that freed up 3 more hours where I can get some work done around the house.
First, I went to Value City�s greenhouse and bought a beautiful hanging plant, a dianthus.
Then, I went to Home Depot to grab some potting soil. While shopping I came upon some roses on sale. I ended up getting this rose called a Yellow Honey something; basically it smells really good when it flowers.
I thought I was going to faint. It was so hot outside and the sun was beating down on my head. It felt like it was 95 degrees out. Right then, I think I got heatstroke.
My legs felt like they were made out of jelly.
After I slowly hauled my purchases out to the car, and got in, I felt really thirsty, so I decided to go to McDonald�s and buy a spring water.
I started to feel better immediately after I drank about half the bottle of water.
So, I was itching to steam clean my disgusting carpet, so I after I got home, I immediately opened the box of my new steam cleaner and started assembling it. It was a Hoover Steam-Vac that I bought for $140.00 at K-Mart Friday before my sleep clinic. This thing was a pain to put together, but I eventually got it done.
I vacuumed and steam-cleaned the disgusting living room carpet.
I felt so much better because my carpet looked clean. I know, I get excited about silly things. Confident that the machine worked, Jackie and I later walked the steam cleaner�s box out to the dumpster.
Jackie returned from the park, dirty but still wound up.
I put down my PatchMaster, which gets rid of bald spots in the grass, and I planted the rosebush near my front door.
Saturday night, I decided to take Jackie to Marshall�s to see if we could find her some new sandals. I found a pair of adorable sandals, blue and black with little feet on them, on sale for $5.99, which was a sale compared to their regular price of $20.00.
You think that the kid would be grateful. But, on Sunday I found out that she didn�t like them because they didn�t have a strap on the back.
Oh, well, I guess she'll learn to love them or go barefoot since I already took the tags off.
Sunday, we skipped church. Bad mom. I know. I was just pretty tired and still had so much to do.
Sunday morning, Jackie and I got up and went to do laundry, which she whined about it because it was boring. Boo hoo.
After we did laundry, we stopped at the 7 11 and got Jackie a slushee, which she promptly dropped at the cash register. Every time we go to get a slushee, she drops it. I feel bad because it never occurred to me that she might be embarrassed about that.
She went to get another slushee.
I was pretty irritated with Jackie because she�d been whining about everything the entire weekend.
We went home and I set out to clean out the car. Jackie was in charge of getting out any toys or anything else that belongs in the house. I was in charge of getting out trash.
After that was done, I vacuumed out the car. It was now ready to be steam cleaned. I was so excited. I set up the steam cleaner for the job, and pushed the adapter into the hood. I was ready to go. However, every time I turned the machine on, the nozzle wouldn�t spray out any water, nor would it vacuum. I stood there for 45 minutes unhooking and rehooking the stupid upholstery attachment. It wouldn�t work.
I went and got the instruction book and retried again and again. Still, it wouldn�t work. In fact, only a few drops of water leaked out.
I was cursing up a blue streak.
I called Ms. Iris. We decided to go in halves on a Bissell ProHeat and I took the steam cleaner back to K-Mart without the box. They didn�t give me a lick of trouble about exchanging it.
We came back home and I was able to put the machine together in about 15 minutes.
Even better, I was able to steam-clean my disgusting car. Now, I can see colors in the upholstery again.
Yay.
9:19 am - April 19, 2004
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