I've never been a good sleeper. For a long stretch in high school, I couldn't fall asleep to save my life. I'd finally crash around 2 in the morning (after trying for hours to go to sleep) only to wake around 6 for school. Then, when this pattern got to be too much for my body, I'd involuntarily sleep for 12-14 hours, sometimes more if my mom would let me, to catch up. (I know you're not supposed to be able to catch up on sleep, but this is what my body did.) For the past several years (20?) I've woken up multiple times during the night. I never feel fully rested. I'm always at least a tiny bit tired.
I always thought this was just me. My thyroid is fine. My iron is low, but not worrisome. It's the way I was made and there was nothing I could do about it. But, for some reason, my doctor recently decided that I should have a sleep study. I say 'for some reason' because I've never been secretive about my tiredness (which is why she checks my thyroid); I guess she just decided now was as good a time as any to get checked out.
I didn't call the sleep people back after either of their first two messages. The idea of participating in a sleep study kinda scares me - a lot. To be honest, I was picturing sterile white rooms equipped with two-way mirrors and a chrome hospital bed and scary-looking chrome medical equipment. And wires. Lots and lots of wires.
After talking about the study with some friends, I decided that I should go through with it. The rooms are actually kind of nice (real room pictured above) and the wires don't impede movement (I can still get up multiple times a night). The people I met at my consultation were all awesome. The nurse practitioner needs a raise. (She probably is paid fine, but she was so eloquent and informative and comforting. Maybe I should tip her?) The rooms look nice. The lounge is well-thought out. All in all, I have no complaints, except that I have to spend the night there. Wish me sweet dreams.