There was one point in the night where I woke up and had a bit of a mini panic attack -- it is the strangest feeling in the world to wake up and feel short of breath and to take big huge breaths to catch your breath and feel and hear the air being pushed out of your mouth...
I am clausterphobic, and when I woke up and felt that, it was awful. The machine basically takes room air and gives it more pressure -- as opposed to it being an oxygen tank. When I woke up like that, all I wanted was a fresh breath -- this may or may not be a problem when I get the actual machine -- the feeling of breathing stale air.... argh.
Anyhow -- I was supposed to go back for my last appointment this morning with the doctor -- to be prescribed the CPAP machine and to collect it to begin using it at home. But as things have it -- that particular doctor is moving off from the practice to start up her own practice, and hence I was given a phone message with the option of rescheduling with her at her new practice, or rescheduling with a different doc at the old one.
I ended up with a different doc at the old one, merely because I did not want to go through the whole song and dance routine again of finding out if she would be covered under my insurance in her new practice.... what a nightmare.
So my appointment is next week -- on Monday.
Hopefully there ends my sleep problems, and as a result, Andy's sleep problems too!