Sunday, August 20, 2006
My doctor wants me to do a sleep study to make sure that I'm getting a good night's rest.
A few things happen while I sleep. The first thing is that I make clicking noises constantly throughout the night. The other thing is that I wake up in the middle of the night very confused about the ceiling fan or the pictures on the wall. Or I think that I see something in the bathroom or in the corner or hovering above me when there is, of course, nothing there.
One night I thought there were pretty garlands strung all over the room with apples hanging from them. I woke Rich up telling him how much I loved it and asking him when he did it. Remarkably, even though it was the middle of the night, Rich was tickled by this and played along. He said "Oh you like it? I'm glad you like it."
It's a bit embarrassing to admit this problem to you. My doctor thinks that I'm not sleeping deeply enough and that I'm still a little awake while I'm dreaming. Something like that. It'll be nice to fix this and finally get full nights of sleep. And, I have to admit, I'm excited about this sleep-study adventure. Nervous but excited. And I ask you, how in this good world am I going to sleep in a strange place knowing there are strangers watching me when I have trouble sleeping in my own safe home with nothing but imaginary things watching me and imaginary decorations all around?