I meant to have a new post up on Sunday, but it did not happen. Everything is still very busy. Last night I had a second overnight sleep titration study. This is not my favorite activity, having more than 20 electrodes attached to me and bundles of wires and then being told to sleep…! Right………..The first study was done incorrectly so we will only be charged with one, but I feel quite groggy today after getting only about a bit more than 2.5 hours of sleep….When that was over, I went downstairs to the labs where my blood work was done for the appointment on Friday. We, who have good health insurance, do see various doctors far more often than my parent’s generation ever did unless they were having some acute problems. I believe we have better care, but I have mixed feelings about it all. I’m reading (but still at the beginning) a new book by Barbara Ehrenreich of Nickled and Dimed fame. It’s called Natural Causes: An Epidemic of Wellness, the Certainty of Dying, and Killing Ourselves to Live Longer. I think, so far, that she has some valid points but am not sure I agree with the entire idea. Neither am I sure I disagree. And do I know her whole idea?
When I left the Wellness Center where all my tests had been taking place, and drove home, I realized we had had a bit more winter wonderland overnight! It was fluffier and prettier when I first arrived home, but I didn’t take a photo until I had had a little nap. But here is what I saw then.
This was taken through a window and the part of a circle in the upper right is a stained glass piece of art made by my daughter Alice for me a few years ago.
I’m also slowly getting into the Christmas spirit and have my mother’s Christmas plates back on my hutch cupboard. The same ones I thought were lost but were found by Emily. What joy!
These are very like the Spode Christmas plates but earlier and not quite the same. My mother called them her “Plummer” plates.
Oops! That photo is from a few years ago. I’ll have to get out my teapot.
This year I have the snowman I painted in 1981, I think. And now, I believe it’s time for another nap!
I love your hutch and those plates are fabulous! I would hate to do a sleep study. My late husband had to do one, and it was ridiculous. He had cancer and had to take steroids, so of course he couldn’t sleep. Duh. Your snow is pretty! I’m hoping for none this winter. I’m retired, but my younger daughter has quite a drive to work.
Thank you for likeing the plates. I was so sad when I thought they had been lost…I hate sleep studies, but they do get data when you are asleep, and only then. It just takes me forever to get to sleep, unlike at home where I just read myself to sleep fairly quickly.
Those plates are lovely! My husband is supposed to do one of those sleep lab things. I suspect he will be able to sleep better than I would be able to. -Jenn
Thank you, Jenn. The technician surprised me by saying some people sleep better during the study than they do at home. That is pretty hard to imagine. But I think using the CPAP device has helped me a lot.
The hutch and plates look so cosy! But then I think your home is very cosy anyway, from what I’ve seen on your blog so far.
That sleep study sounds like it can not yield very realistic and reliable results – who sleeps as usual when they have electrodes attached to their bodies, and are conscious of participating in a study? I hope you managed to catch up on the lost sleep the next night!
The book you are reading sounds like excellent material for discussion.
Thank you, Meike! I think my house is very cluttered compared to your flat. Compared to what I would like it to be, too. But I do love it even if I can’t decorate for Christmas nearly as much as I used to. The book is very interesting, but I am not sure of her conclusions.
Ah, there are the plates! Did I mention I have a Spode(ish) teapot and milk and sugar — in miniature? I must try to find a few plates to add.
And that crocheted runner. SOOOO familiar. Oh, the amount of work our mothers and grandmothers put into them. I have one tucked away somewhere.
I think they enjoyed that fine handwork. My mother didn’t do it, but my grandmother did and one of my sils make the finest doilies with the tiniest crochet hook in the world…I never learned to crochet and wouldn’t have had that sort of patience. I have a lot of such runners.
The joy of finding the plates must have been wonderful. So glad you did.
I love the sub- title of the book you are reading. I confess it made me grin. The author has a point in that sentence, although I’m not certain how that could be expanded to a whole book.
Geoff has obstructive sleep apnea and a much valued CPAP machine. He has to have a check up every year where they do various tests on him. They also check the machine and either service or replace it. For drivers it is compulsory that the clinic records how many hours he has used it because if this falls below a certain amount the driving licence is suspended. He had two sleep studies when he was diagnosed, one at home and one in hospital, none since. At the time they told him they do both as some people sleep so badly in the hospital – he only managed just over 2 hours.
Did you ever see the Inspector Lewis episode where someone was murdered in a sleep study? haha. I love your wallpaper. I heard that it is coming back. We had it years ago, and then got rid of it and painted all the walls. I kind of miss the “softness” of the look and feel.
Oh, no! Murdered in a sleep study? Let it not be so!
Happy to hear wallpaper might come back. This is all from 1985 when we had a lot of work done on our house!
The hutch is so pretty…love the plates and am glad that they were found.
That sleep study sounds truly awful. Are you allowed to read or do whatever you might do “normally” to sleep such as listen to music or watch tv?
Vee
P.S.I don’t like that book and can see why you might feel conflicted about it. Pretty soon, they’ll be suggesting that we set ourselves on ice floes and get put adrift.
Oh, this is Vee just in case you don’t recognize me on the iPad. 😉
I could read my kindle til 11pm or 12am? But after that nothing…So I lie in bed trying to get to sleep for hours…Bah!
Your mention of ice floes reminds me of a book from my childhood where a penguin gets on an ice floe……..I wish I could recall it!
Obviously, I am feeling redundant today…