On Friday I went to two appointments. The first, to meet my surgeon! Yipee! and the second to get the results of my first sleep study. I am going to write a lengthy post on how the surgeon’s consult went later on, but now I want to talk about the sleep-study. Boo. 😦
I went to the pulminologist’s office and had to fill out some paperwork and then I was brought in the back to do some breathing test. Which I passed. So good news is, I can breath just fine when I am awake. After that they take me in the back to ask me some questions, “Do I fall asleep at red lights?” Lord no! “Do I fall asleep on the couch while watching movies?” Well, who doesn’t! LOL They took my vitals, all fine. Then the nurse practitioner comes in (Funny sidebar, I work with her husband, she assured me she wouldn’t mention that she met me, and I thought, well yea, there are things called HIPPA laws I sure hope you don’t mention my fat butt came in the office)
Anyway, she read over the results and i have mild to moderate sleep apnea and my particular surgeons wants all patients who have mild or worse apnea to have a c-pap machine. They don’t want there patients developing pneumonia after surgery, which I can understand. But I am not sure if I will ever get used to a c-pap machine. I go back to do another sleep study with the machine to ensure proper fit, and flow, etc. I am pretty damn bummed.
The nurse then did a physical exam and found something surprising, I have an extremely small airway. So small that she is putting in her notes that I am to be fitted with a pediatric breathing tube for surgery, This started a pretty funny conversation. First when she said it was one of the smallest airways she has ever seen, I cried out…Oh my God is it because I am so fat! She said I want that big compared to her other patients and that it is anatomical. She then asked what I weighed in High School. About 108 I said. She asked what was my ring size then. I said about a 4. She measured my wrists and neck. And she declared, wow, you are tiny! If I was drinking something I would have done a spit-take. She said you are very small statured, very petite, small-boned if you will. I said, well yes, I have always said under all this fat I am a petite and delicate flower. She laughed. I liked her a lot. Even though I couldn’t convince her to convince my doc I don’t need a c-pap. She assured me my insurance would cover it and I will be getting a call from the sleep lab to set up an appointment. I’ll keep you guys posted, but in the meantime, anyone out there use a c-pap? Is it as bad as everyone says?