Archive for July, 2007


Sleep Apnea I

This past weekend I was scheduled for my sleep study; here is how it all went down. I promptly arrived at the study center at 8:45, I was greeted by the study specialist Barbara. She unlocked the door, invited me in and ushered me to the room I would be sleeping in for the night. It was a lovely room; nice comfy overstuffed recliner, queen sized bed, tv with cable and dvd and a bunch of medical looking equipment on the night stand and a camera pointing directly at the bed. The room was really nicely decorated.

Barbara told me to get comfortable, set my things up and open the door when I was ready for her come back to prepare me for the night (more on that later). I immediately turned on the television so I could catch Mo’Nique’s Fat Chance Paris. I sat in the recliner and signed the necessary paperwork and then arranged my things like water, cell phone (in case of an emergency; it was on vibrate), a book and magazine and my Amy Winehouse cd. I also took out two Ambien CRs for my journey to sleep for the night. I told Barbara if I was ever going to fall asleep tonight, I would have to take the medication, she said fine but was concerned about when I would take the pills since it was going to take her 45 minutes to an hour to gear me up for the night.

Back to Fat Chance Paris; I have mixed emotions about the show. I love the idea of learning to love and celebrate your body whatever the size. But going on such a brief journey to self acceptance seemed a little contrived to me. Don’t get me wrong, I really appreciate what Mo’Nique is doing, the woman is awesome and I thought the right person won but…(you fill in the blank)

So now, Barbara is preparing me for sleep. She comes in the room with a bunch of electrodes, a water soluable gel and straps (get your mind out of the gutter :)). First she places one strap around my chest to monitor my heart and breathing, then the other around my stomach to monitor the same. Then she dipped a q-tip in the gel and rubbed some on my left leg to place the pad for the electrode to monitor for restless leg syndrome and then did the same to the right. Lets deviate for a minute to talk about the q-tip which felt like wood scraping my leg and Barbara was just a little heavy handed, so she rubbed hard. Anyway, next she scraped gel on my left temple and then the right, my left and right cheek; she scraped gel on the top right and left side of my head, in my hair—which I completely cut off last Thursday; I have a teeny weeny fro again which I absolutely adore. Barbara then taped a microphone to my neck; then placed four tubes up my nostrils and she did various other things which escape me right now because by this time the Ambien started to kick in and I was falling fast so the rest of the setup was a big blur.

I put Amy Winehouse in the dvd player earlier, so I climbed into bed turned her on and opened the magazine while Barbara hooked me up to the “Machines.” She told me that the camera would not be on until the study started and that I could just speak conversationally if I needed her because she could hear everything coming from that room. I said ok, we said good night and before I knew it, I was out.

About two hours into the study Barbara rushed into the room and woke me up to let me know that I was having extreme difficulty breathing and I had pulled out the tubes in my nostrils and some of the electrodes on various parts of my head and that I snored (not a surprise). She stuck the electrodes back on and also put this mask over my face which I learned was something called a CPAP treatment. CPAP (Continuous Positive Airway Pressure) is the most common treatment for OSA (Obstructive Sleep Apnea) which I obviously have without a doubt. So she straped me in and I fell back asleep.

A little while later she came back in because the mask was leaking so she made some adjustments to fix it; in the meantime I had to pee. She helped me up, I let her know that I was completely woosy and felt upstable. I got to the bathroom and I could swear I peed in the toilet, but my pajama bottoms felt a little wet when I pulled them up. I do not know how I got back to the room; if Barbara was in the bathroom with me or what. I got back in bed with the mask adjusted and fell asleep again.

Barabar woke me up around 7:30am to let me know the study was over. I asked her about the snoring—she said it stopped; she said she didn’t know how I functioned on a daily basis because I was only getting about 1 hour of REM sleep, she asked if I remembered what I was dreaming about and I couldn’t remember. She told me I talked in my sleep a lot. The only thing I could think of was how tired and grogy I was and that I needed to get home and get some sleep, so that’s what I did. I thanked Barbara for all of her help and said goodbye.

So now I wait about two weeks for the official results and a meeting with my doctor. In the meantime I am now acutely aware that I have trouble breathing when I sleep and this information has made me afraid to go to sleep; what if I stop breathing completely and there is no one to wake me up. This has got me so freaked out that I am probably not even getting that one hour of REM sleep that I was eeking out every night. I am very anxious to get this problem resolved before my head explodes with fear or I die from a heart attack or stroke in my sleep; which wouldn’t be accurate since I am not really sleeping…right!


I Really Like “The Funny”

For the past several weeks I have been hearing a lot of things about a singer named T-Pain, so I decided to google him yesterday. He’s got a new song on the charts called “Bartender” which has a great beat and sounds good. I must say I don’t agree with some of the lyrics or some of the images in his video (although it’s not really that bad compared to some videos I’ve seen), but in order for you to get “The Funny” you have to know who T-Pain is…just a little. By they way, I found “The Funny” on T-Pain’s MySpace page, so he gets it himself. His schtick is selling records so I don’t think he has a problem with comedians ragging on his persona. So below is the video for Bartender and then the next two videos from will crack you up; at least they made me laugh so hard I peed  a little.

Some of the language in the 2nd video is explicit, so beware.

I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did. has a lot of funny on his site and I will probably post more of his stuff. I really like Chris vs. Maroon 5.


Door Jam Lean

Normally in order to get out of my car I need to lean on the door jam and brace myself in order to propel my body forward. Well, this weekend I was going somewhere and doing something and when I opened the car door to get out, I did it under my own weight. I didn’t realize it until seconds later; then it just hit me….whoa, you did that by yourself. It made me smile really really big.

Also, I have gotten a couple of “you’ve lost weight complements,” which surprised me because I can’t or won’t see it yet. But, I accepted the complements graciously and only internally beat myself up; which I need to stop. I just need to realize that so far so good and keep it moving. I guess for me it’s a bit early in the game and I won’t really see my efforts until I no longer have a tummy in my lap when I sit or an ass in the front when I stand.

I know, there I go again being Negative Nelly…I’ll learn…It’s a process.


Flight of the Conchords

Sometimes it’s not about the FAT; it’s about the FUNNY.

Hiphopopotamus vs. Rhymenoceros 

Business Time



Inches baby inches!

This weight loss journey has turned into Any Given Sunday, a game of inches. I have not lost much weight, but I am beginning to see the curvature of my waist again which is very exciting. Of course if I turn to the side, I look like I’m about to have the baby, but straight on I can see my curves again and that imagery whether real or imagined is making me happy. So now I will just shut up and be in the moment…Am I really awake or is this dreaming…hmmmmm!


The New iPod…I’m so close

I’m very close to getting my new iPod—I haven’t earned it just yet. But, I am always looking for new music and I was very surprised and delighted to come across this young lady. Her name is Chrisette Michelle and she reminds me of some of my favorite singers like Billie Holiday, Ella Fitzgerald, Sarah Vaughn, Nina Simone, etc. Here’s a treat, take a listen. 


How Chaotic is my Fat? — Weight: 342, To Lose: 202

Whew! I thought for sure that I had gained 20lbs, at least that’s the way it felt. I haven’t been eating well, but I have been walking that treadmill consistently. I lost 2.4lbs and I can’t really complain about that. Although, I expended a lot of energy for those 2.4lbs. In my head it should be more, but I have to remember that it has only been a month since I started exercising and I did only start out doing 5 minutes per session. But, I am up to 30 minutes per session now…Yea!!! So I’ll take my 2.4lbs and run with it, literally. I think I am going to add 1 or 2 minutes of running to the treadmill and 5 or 10 minutes of elliptical machine to the game next week. I also read a blurb in Real Simple about jumping rope and its benefits; which reminds me of jumping DoubleDutch as a little girl.—That was always so much fun.

Well everyone, wish me luck and I will see you back here next month on August 6th for my next weigh-in.

Good luck to you on your journey. 🙂

Ps: I saw my doctor yesterday and we discussed my sleeping problems and she is sending me to do a sleep study to determine whether I have sleep apnea or not.