I’m once again tuned to the Olympics. I’m not accomplishing much of anything
else. I’m still kind of a zombie from taking in too much information for my
wrinkled little brain in too short of a time period. Mayo managed to put lots
of tests and appointments in such a short period. Even though I have done
pretty well posting on this blog each day, I’m already behind with news. My
mind is kind of numb so no guarantees on writing with any clarity. When you add
that to the known fact that I can confuse the best of them, good luck to you.
Bob slept at Mayo in a sleep study last night. He was placed
on a waiting list to have the sleep study last night instead of Monday night as
scheduled. I’m very grateful they moved it up because if it had gone as
originally scheduled, we would still be in Minnesota for another four nights. We
were ready to get home!
They are great on getting information back to patients on a
speedy basis. Due to the results of the sleep study, they are recommending a
different mask for Bob’s C-PAP. He got diagnosed with sleep apnea about 15
years ago, so that wasn’t disturbing. They did notice that it took Bob most of
the night before he got in any REM sleep. Then he performed just like my car
when I take it into the mechanic. No nightmares. Bob doesn’t have these night
terrors every night, so I wasn’t too surprised but it is still frustrating. His
muscle tone was very loose throughout the night that contradicts with the information
they expected. They don’t think he is suffering from the REM behavior
disorders. (I love they call it behavior disorders since I spent many a year
teaching youngsters with that same label.) The cruddy news is that I was told
when Bob has one of these night terrors, I’m not supposed to wake him up. He
needs to complete the cycle. That will be very tough. It’s just automatic to
wake someone up when they are screaming while have a nightmare. Poor Einstein
will have to be fitted with a football helmet. He also tries to wake up Bob
while avoiding getting hit from moving arms or legs. It might be interesting to
film. If I had any talent, I could probably get a viral YouTube going.
The only other thing was a blood test for iron. I guess that
could really cause havoc on sleep if your iron is too low. That was a
no-brainer. We don’t have those results back yet though.
So that was our last day in Rochester. We’re grateful for
the amazing staff at that miracle clinic. You know us. We still have a list of
restaurants that we want to check out on our next trips north. Boy life is good
when shared with someone you love!
God Uses Our Love to Prove that Life is Good
- Who else would be planning where to eat
when facing the yuckiness of dementia?
No comments:
Post a Comment