06 November 2007


Sleep Apnea Spokesmodel. Every CPAP device now comes
with a complimentary cranky old fat dude.


Quick update. So I got the results of the sleep study. I'm not completely dead. Only mostly dead. Here's how they know. I wake up from having my airflow interrupted about 27 times an hour. (No, seriously, that's a completely crapless fact. 27 times an hour. That's about once every two and a quarter minutes for those of you who are playing along with your abacus at home. -Ed.) That's called sleep apnea, of course, but the real interesting thing is the sleep hypopnia. That's when you just stop breathing altogether without an airflow interruption, necessarily. I do that too. However - and here's the good news - it's not from lack of trying on the part of my brain. That would be cause for concern, but I'm glad that's not the case. Perhaps I'm just being stubborn. Or perhaps I have no brain at all. Look at our mom. She has a calcified brain tumor the size of a walnut. (That's about 4 inches in circumference for those of you playing along at home with your calipers. -Ed.) It hasn't harmed her not no way not nohow. Me not having no brain couldn't not do more any less harm to me, right? It must be genetic. I'm not re-tarded. I'm pre-tarded.

Other interesting fact. My blood oxygen level while I sleep is 89.5%, which is not great, but not awful. It's not until you get down to 85% that you start talking about heart attacks. Good/normal is 98%. ("Blue In The Face" is #1208AF for those of you at home playing along with your hexadecimal codes. -Ed.)

So yeah, the next step is to send me back for another sleep study, this time with a CPAP. (That's Constant Positive Airway Pressure for those of you from NASA, "Home of the Acronyms", who are following along with your 2nd edition Acronomicon. -Ed.) While I was in for my last study, somebody was in there with one of those things getting the pressure adjusted on it or the tranny pulled or some damn thing. All I know is that it sounded like a freakin' paint sprayer. Anyway, the doctor told me that I'd probably have to do two things to get rid of my snoring: 1) sleep with one of those damn paint sprayer things and 2) lose 30 pounds. Using the CPAP machine will facilitate weight loss and weight loss will help relieve the sleep apnea. It's a win-win, a "kindly cycle", if you will. Problem is, at 6'2", 230# and 16% body fat, I can probably lose 30 pounds. (Or if your math is wrong - which is likely - that's not possible. That is unless you don't mind being freezing cold all the time and having the wind whistle through your ribcage. -Ed.) I will either look completely ripped (sweet!) or like Skeletor the 2nd (which is sweet if you like Skeletor). Looks like I'll be riding my bike the 17-mile round trip to and from work every day. Either that or I have to cut off one of my calves and all of my hubris to get that skinny.

I know it's going to be difficult, but here's what I'm dealing with now. I have very little short term memory left. Or at least that's what it feels like. What was I saying? Oh yeah. They say sleep effects memory, and right now I feel like the guy in "Memento". I also have that sleep paralysis thing going on a few times a week, which is something that you get from chronic sleep deprivation. Imagine not being able to move, speak or breathe - in other words, being completely paralyzed - and being completely awake. Now I know what people who die of fugu poisoning feel like.

So if I get this CPAP thing, no matter how cumbersome and silly it looks (Yo! Snuffleuppagus! -Ed.), perhaps I won't get so damn tired every afternoon that I practically fall face first onto my keyp0[qawfp9wef'pwiaeh089234q07tq0[gfqqqqqqqqqqqqqqq348y---------------0[


The General said...

I was thinking, wouldn't it be awesome if your machine was a Constant Repetitive Airway Pressure Machine... Because then it would be a CRAP Machine. Whoever came up with the name really missed an opportunity there.

Also, aren't you going to Bhutan and Dharmasala in, like, a year. If you haven't last the weight be then, you'll definitely loose it there. Even being a vegetarian, there's no way to keep on weight in India. It's like, against the law or something. I lost about 15 pounds while I was there... that's like 10% of my body gone to India.

luke said...

well I do 17 miles a day cycling, and have no fear! it's an uplifting and energising experience. piece of piss mate. easy peasy!

jlippold said...

Hey Thad,

Lose the weight instead of using the stupid CPAP. I had one and after weeks of trying, it is now a paper weight. I think they've improved since then, but wow!

Get the Abs Diet by Zincenko (or something like that) it really works. I've lost over 20 pounds in a couple of months using it.


Thaddeus Gunn said...

TO LUKE: You do 17 miles a day, and as I recall, you have the the svelte appearance of David Beckham. Hopefully I shall as well. The only thing that I'm not looking forward to is the rain, which we have in abundance, and the idiot drivers, which we also have in abundance. I've been flexing my middle finger in preparation for my new commute.

Thaddeus Gunn said...

TO LIPPOLD: Good lord, man! I haven't heard from you in YEARS! I exchange emails with Hughes on a regular basis. I imagine you see/hear him often. Also, thanks for the tip on the CPAP and the diet. I'm going to give it a shot - as a *rental*, not a purchase as my doctor suggested - and do the diet thing too. Send me an email some time. You can get my addy from Hughes. I don't want to post it here and get the heck spammed out of me. Cheers, -T