Wednesday, October 12, 2011
I had a sleep study, I quit breathing 81 times an hour and my oxygen level went down to 73%! That's serious health risk stuff. I now have a CPAP. It's been a struggle to adjust. Parts of my functioning are better (brain and energy), but something has shifted in my personal comfort. The fat is killing me. If I hadn't had the sleep study, my memory would have continued to deteriorate, my inflammation would have continued to soar and my chance of a heart attack was phenomenal. The CPAP makes me breathe. The fat has crowded throat/neck/tongue anatomy, first there was the snoring that got sorta loud, I had foggy brain when I woke up - had to get coffee flowing to think straight, then there was that persistant inflammation (like arthritis, asthma and slow injury recovery). Putting this strange mask contraption on is odd, but I'm motivated by the deadly risk I'm dealing with. Losing weight may totally solve the problem, it usually does. Another way fat is messing up my life! Messing with my life! Could even take my life. I don't think those potatoe chips and ice cream were worth it.