Going to bed at nine PM, well, starting the process anyway, has been great for my health. I’m probably going to have to do this for a couple of weeks before the sleep debt is fully gone, but man I feel great.
I like video and board games.
Which is good because I was at PAX East this last weekend.
Well the morning after, at any rate.
First morning I am tired, but not afflicted with the sore throat of the previous morning.
So, that’s a definite tangible, physical, measurable symptom I can relate to. I haven’t woken up like that in such a long time, that I had forgotten what it was like.
So, I’m still tired, but I feel a lot better this morning. Still a lot of progress on the horizon, but now I feel a little more knowledgeable about the role of the CPAP.
The third day.
I expected this to be about how great PAX East was, and how wonderful it was to be in Boston again and see old friends.
Instead, this is about my health, an what I’ve learned while traveling.
If you depend on a CPAP, after you pack it, put it together all over again to make sure everything is there, then pack it again.
I was missing my quick release valve, which made my CPAP, and my bringing it with me for the eight hour train ride, completely useless. It is also the smallest piece of the entire system, and the machine is inoperable without it.
I am now on my third day without CPAP therapy.
My morning was quite a departure from what I have grown gradually used to over the last several months.
Instead of a mild fatigue and a tired feeling, I felt exhausted this morning. My throat was raw from the snoring.
It still hurts as of this writing.
As much as I have complained about having to use a CPAP, and how I have gained no immediately measurable benefit over the last four months, I think that I needed this time away from it to understand how I used to sleep.
It was a learning experience, and I’m more prepared to travel with my CPAP in the future.
But I won’t soon forget what the CPAP does for me on a nightly basis. Much like other things, I needed to get out of my comfort zone on order to learn something new.
Update: I cannot believe I wrote that whole post out on an iPod Touch keyboard.
At the Dunkin donuts at the Boston seaport, the Boston creme is just the, “manager’s special.”
I guess that makes sense.