This was originally posted to my blog, Diabetes Odyssey.
I had three medical appointments today. I swear I live at the doctor’s office.
Sleep Study
The first appointment was for a class on preparation for my sleep study tonight. Several of my doctors have asked me in the past if I have ever been tested for sleep apnea. Apparently I have a ton of risk factors. I never even suspected that I might have sleep apnea primarily because I rarely snore, and when I do it’s very quiet and doesn’t last long. But my new primary doctor thought it was worth testing, so here I am.
Symptoms of sleep apnea:
- Snoring (usually loud and persistent)
- Episodes of not breathing followed by gasping for air and/or snorting
- waking a lot during the night (may be accompanied by shortness of breath)
- waking with a dry mouth and/or sore throat
- headaches (especially in the morning)
- insomnia
- sleepiness and fatigue during the day
-trouble paying attention - moodiness
Risk factors for sleep apnea (obstructive and central types):
-Obesity
-large neck size
- narrow airway
-males
-older persons
-family history- drinking alcohol, using sedatives and/or tranquilizers, smokers
- nasal congestion
- Heart conditions
-Using narcotic/ pain medications
-stroke - Diabetes
There were four of us in the class. We first filled out a quick questionnaire that asked about risk factors and symptoms. Then we went over what sleep apnea is, how it works, what the test is for, and what the treatment is and how it works. Then the technician showed us the test machine we were to take home, how it works, how to put it on and start it, and how to take it off.
I was a bit surprised when I saw the machine; I was expecting the same machine my husband had been tested with, the one you strap on your chest and have to lay on your back all night and can’t get up during the test. This machine I was being sent home with is like a huge watch you strap on your wrist with a finger shell (just like a pulse oximeter). I was happy to find out I can sleep just like normal (I hate sleeping on my back) and if I have to pee during the night it’s OK to get up. WOOT!
The sleep study machine you wear like a watch
Retinal Scan
My second appointment of the day was at ophthalmology for an eye scan in preparation for my first visit with my new retina specialist. This appointment was nothing special or new to me, I’ve had this same scan a million times. Just look straight ahead at the blue light and cross while they run the scan. Of course they had to dilate my eyes first. The point of this test is to get good pictures of your retina.
Retina Specialist
My last appointment of the day was with my new retina specialist. He’s a nice guy, has a mildly comedic personality that sets you at ease. But most importantly he seems knowledgeable and willing to listen. I told him about my past surgeries, laser treatments, Avastin injections, etc.
“You get Avastin injections in both eyes?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want it in your right eye?”
I understood immediately why he asked this. I have virtually no vision left in my right eye and am fully aware there is nothing that can be done to improve this eye. It’s done, I know. I told him I really didn’t care either way about the injection in my right eye, but I know I really need it in my left.
He examined both my eyes and agreed I need Avastin in my left to keep it stable.
As he was examining my right eye he made a comment that made me smile a bit. “The doctor that did your scleral buckle did a great job.” I smiled because it brought memories of Dr. Hunter, a truly excellent retina specialist.
“OK, then I’ll do the Avastin in your left eye now, and no more Avastin for your right.”
“Sounds good.”
He did the injection and asked to see me again in eight weeks for my next injection. Then he asked me if I had any questions. I did.
“I know my right eye has shrunk…”
“Yes it has…”
“Is it going to?..”
“No, it’s done, the oil will keep it from shrinking any more.”
“OK, so is there anything I can do about my droopy eyelid? I know it doesn’t cause any problems but…for vanity’s sake…” I’ve been reluctant to leave my house, and very insecure, because of my droopy eyelid (often called a “winking eye”). I used to be so proud of my big, bright, beautiful eyes, but now I just want to hide the right side of my face.
“I’ll refer you to a plastic surgeon.”
“Thank you.”
So on the way out I made an appointment to consult a plastic surgeon, and an eight week appointment for my precious Avastin.
My right eye has shrunk due to retinopathy, causing a “winking eye”
Busy day, but all good.