The results were in: mild sleep apnea but severe hypopnea. I’d be getting a CPAP machine, and maybe getting some sleep.
I’ve had trouble sleeping for years but only recently decided to seek treatment beyond an Ambien prescription. My sleep specialist’s request finally wended its way through the insurance process, and I got to have my sleep study.
Most nights, I am visited by nightmares. They range from “being chased by a crazed murderer” to “being swallowed by a tsunami” to “I’m late for a test in a class I didn’t know I have” to “It’s been a mistake, my mom/dad/cat didn’t actually die.” I wake up feeling sad, depressed, scared, and unrested. […]
A month after George killed Herrick, the roommates try to adjust to normal life again, but George has some residual issues and Nina’s got a secret she’s hesitant to share.
“You still don’t understand, do you? I am free because you fear it. Because you fear it, the world is crumbling. You nightmares are made flesh.”