The Summer of 1998... Finally, a breakthrough...
After such a rough spring, I began looking forward to the warmer weather of summer... Although the allergy shots did seem to help, I almost always had a sinus infection, cold or some kind of bug. Some people suggested that I start taking various herbs and supplements. Others suggested meditation, yoga, detoxification and various other new age remedies... It wasn't long before I found myself taking a handful of vitamins and supplements every morning. But after several weeks, I doubted that they would bring the magic they promised. And then the situation started getting quite serious...
Often at work and driving home I would get drowsy…almost having an accident many times. It didn't make sense to me. I used to be able to sleep for 7 hours and be just fine, but in recent months I still felt tired even after 8 to 10 hours of sleep. Soon my daily routine included taking caffeine pills just before leaving work and then crashing on the couch for two hours when I got home.
I did the best I could to hang on to my job with most of my free time being used trying to recover from the relentless exhaustion. I began missing a lot of work and dropping even more of my usual activities. Eventually, my main social event was the occasional trip out to the Jacuzzi at my condominium complex. I always made the most of that time, visiting with my friends and neighbors. On the surface, they saw the same old Jim... that cheerful, funny guy with the positive outlook...an easy-going man with a child-like heart... And there was no doubt that I was still pretty much a happy camper. I was quite grateful for all the good things in my life. Despite the overwhelming issues with my health, I felt very fortunate to have a high-paying computer job, own my own condo and a great group of friends... And I couldn’t deny that as a result of facing the adversities of the last few years, I had grown emotionally and spiritually and gained a great deal of wisdom that I couldn't get any other way...
I spent countless nights relaxing in that Jacuzzi...enjoying my sports bottle full of rum and Diet Coke, listening to my favorite songs on my fancy water-resistant portable stereo... However, I never lost sight of the truth…that I desired to have so much more... Despite being over 250 pounds now, I was still an athlete at heart…And I refused to stop believing that someday I would be able to get back to being the 'real' Jim... to find the right woman to share my life with… hopping on my bike every day at the break of dawn...and once again, riding like the wind…
My endocrinologist decided that perhaps I should get checked for a sleep disorder. She scheduled me for a sleep study for July. While the technician prepared me for the test, I thought it all seemed like such overkill...electrodes attached all over my body...an elastic belt around my chest...wires running everywhere... You would have thought that I was being evaluated by NASA to be an astronaut!
It was a very rough night trying to sleep...an uncomfortable bed with someone watching me while trying to deal with all those wires!!! But as groggy as I was the next morning, what I learned opened my eyes wide. I sat half-awake in a chair as I was slowly set free - each electrode being yanked from my body...
"Well, did the test indicate any problems?", I casually asked the technician, not expecting that anything significantly wrong had showed up... "Well, Mr. Shelton, it's up to your doctor to analyze the results...but I can tell you this... if you happened to look up the definition of severe sleep apnea in the dictionary, your name would be right next to it..."
I WAS STUNNED! I started peppering him with questions about what my test results meant. He told me that I averaged 52 events an hour...Wow! I had stopped breathing an average of 52 times each hour! He added that I didn't have even one minute of deep sleep the whole night! He compassionately expressed his regrets that I had such a serious disorder…but I was actually jazzed! Finally, I thought...a real breakthrough!
I got dressed, put my stuff in the car and walked across the parking lot to a restaurant that was known for serving great breakfasts. As tired as I was, I couldn't have been more wound up...or giddy. While enjoying a great omelette, I saw the sun just beginning to rise... I shed a tear as I felt a ray of hope for the first time in a very long, long time... I had never expected an easy way through this life - even a rough road was OK as long as it was the right road...
Could it be that sleep apnea was THE issue that had plagued me for so long? It certainly made sense! I cautiously began to get excited about what this might mean. Perhaps, I could finally start down that road to get my health and my life back...to rebuild my body...to finally return to being the real me... Of course, I had gained enough wisdom to realize that I might yet again be disappointed. But I had always been a dreamer...and I wasn't going to stop now… I grinned as I realized that finally...finally...it was time for my next big comeback...
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