It's been happening a lot again. Either that, or I lie on the floor and nap.
Spouse is pushing a CPAP. I'm not exactly sure why, but I hate the idea. Part of it is claustrophobia. Part of it is the result of past abuse; things being placed over my face, especially if they effect my breathing, tend to freak me out. Another much less reasonable part is stubborness. Every time I mention my tiredness to a doctor, they immediately go to CPAP.
I read an article somewhere about needing to measure the effort it takes a person to breathe. The theory is if the person has to work too hard to breathe, they'll be tired. Given that Nasonex makes it so much easier to breathe, it seems reasonable to me that this bears at least a bit of consideration.
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