It’s a marvelous night for a moondance

[rolanni]

This weekend has got to be a working weekend. But I’m telling you — the pull of that triple-full-moon? Attracts the Rolanni every bit as much as the tides.

At the moment, up here in the mid-country, we have wind — gusts up to 53 miles per hour. That’s some Serious dust in the air. Not to mention the widow-makers that are getting shaken out of the trees. Oh, look, the wind is combing the forest’s hair…

For the coming week — I have a rematch scheduled at the sleep lab on Monday night, this time to fit a mask and ascertain the proper and necessary air pressure. What fun. That means I’ll be late to work on Tuesday, but, happily, Spring Break starts tomorrow. Not, yanno, that I get time off, but the students will be off-campus, and the faculty will scatter like mice. Good time to catch up the work that I had to let slide through at the beginning of the semester.

Hmmm. I wonder if there’s enough time to take a nap before bedtime…

Originally published at Sharon Lee, Writer. You can comment here or there.

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[rolanni.livejournal.com]

Now what led to a sleep study for you and what's at issue?

Well...For a couple years now, I've been having a "recurring dream" in which I couldn't breathe and would jerk awake out of DeepSleep gasping. I figured it was Just Stress.

Then Steve noticed that I stop breathing in my sleep, sometimes for up to 30 seconds. Also? I'm tired a lot, which robs me of writing time, and I. Hate. It.

At issue. . .The usual, I guess, from the doctor's point of view -- possible heart damage. Also, not breathing for swathes of time can't actually be good for you. Or me.

I hoping for a nose-ring, myself. I'm claustrophobic, so the least confinement is the best.