First, a way to remember how to spell preceding is "a pro goes forward remembering the prepre that came before." Something like that based on the definition that you use for proceed. I was also thinking something like, "A pro remembers that prepre came first." There is no prefix at all that is pree. I use those kinds of things or a silly sentence to help me remember stuff.
Yes, I had to do those sleep tests with a million wires. The main thing that my mom was worried about was leaving me alone in the hospital overnight because I'd never had to do that before and I was 11. The sleep lab said they would have two females working with me (they work in pairs) and that everything would be videorecorded. She asked if I wanted to do it and it seemed kind of like an adventure to me, so I said yes. They put this cold gel stuff on your head to attach the wires. Also a few on your chest and ankles. The ankles to see if you have restless leg syndrome. Then the box that all of the wires are attached to is put over your neck. If I had to go to the bathroom I had to ring for one of them so they could help me so I wouldn't detach me and so they could check and make sure everything was in place before I went back to sleep. I had to wear a pulse ox and whenever it got crooked or I slept on it, it would ring loud and that was annoying. I thought I would be up late, not being used to it, but I was asleep by 11pm11pm and I only got up once. I didn't have any obstruction, but they did find out I had 0% REM.
The doctor wanted the test repeated when I was 1313 to see if anything had changed based on the behavior changes that were made and a couple medsmeds he had put me on, so I did the whole thing again and came up with the same exact results, so nothing made any difference. I wake up tired, too, because he said that if I never get any REM sleep, then I'm not able to get to a deep enough sleep to get rest. Apparently there is no fix for that yet. That is SUCH a bummer! I can totally understand why your mom wouldn't have let you do the sleep study when you were THAT young, though. That WOULD have been pretty horrible!
Yeah, I had sore throats every single day when I was younger and my tonsils were huge. My mom took me to the doctor once and he asked me if I had sore throats a lot and my mom jumped in and said no. I looked at her as if she were nuts! He asked if I had to drink a lot and again she jumped in and said no. The doctor had said that if I were having any of those problems he would remove my tonsils, but since I wasn't, he would leave them alone even though they were inflamed. My mom told me after we left that we didn't have any insurance for that type of surgery. I eventually grew out of it. IDKIDK if it obstructed my sleep or not, but I had throat pain all of the time.
Yeah, I can totally see what you are saying about why not go ahead and get your tonsils out when you were having surgery anyway. That seems to make sense to me, too.
I went to PT and they decided not to discharge me right away. I have apptsappts for next week now. The good thing was that I didn't get shin splints. I had been getting them before PT. Brittany told me not to walk more than 3x's3x's around for now. I told her that I thought the one exercise that she changed was part of the problem. The day before I went 4x's4x's around she went from me doing lunges on an 8" box to doing them on the floor. I told her at the time it was hurting my hip, but she had me keep going and iced me afterwardsafterwards. So now I'm doing them on a 4" box. It will still provide more strength, but it's a step-down that isn't as drastic. I'm glad she listened to me. I'm going to walk outside in about an hour.
I'm glad your film wasn't for school, but I can still imagine your frustration. What do you do when you are frustrated? Every great once in a while I will throw something, but something harmless. I have a plastic water bottle that I throw at the sink from all the way across the room. I throw it really hard until it stays in the sink. I feel a little better afterwardsafterwards unless it gets into the sink on the first throw! =)
I went into the church this morning to talk to Gail. She is in charge of a lot of things, but one thing is the shut-ins. We have about 6060 shut-ins at our church. We have a visitation pastor who visits shut-ins, the sick, and those who just lost a loved one. Gail helps with all of that. She also sends out birthday cards to the shut-ins, but they are preprinted. She sends out get well and sympathy cards. I will be sending out "thinking of you" cards. She said she thought it would be hard for me to do that on a fairly regular basis because she would want to write things like, "How has your week been? How are your children? Did you have a nice Christmas?" Of course the shut-ins aren't going to write back. Will it be difficult for me to be able to write to people who won't write back? I said, "No, I've done that a lot."
I send emails to Pastor Cathy a lot and she doesn't respond most of the time, but I know she is praying. There have been a few others like that in my life in the past who I wrote to or emailed. One person never acknowledged even once that I had been writing all of these really personal and deep letters to her, but when I asked her to go to a spiritual therapist with me to be my prayer person since I was going to talk about the things I'd written to her, she didn't hesitate to say yes. She told me she had been praying for me ever since I wrote the first letter, she just didn't know how to respond. I can write as often as I want, but she hopes that I can at least write 30 cards a month so that everyone will get a card every other month. I will check in with her at the beginning of every month. She said that sometimes someone will call her to show appreciation for the card and when that happens she will let me know.
I guess that's it for now. I feel like maybe I've written a book. Sorry. George =)