Learning to sleep, all over again
The worst is not my foghorn snoring, my partner assures me, but the long, unsettling periods of silence in between when I stop breathing altogether, before my lungs finally sputter back into action.
Sleep apnoea. It affects five percent of Australians and one in four men over 30. It runs in my family. It’s had me self-medicating with alcohol at night and a gallon of coffee by day. It’s driven my partner crazy. It has all kinds of nasty health consequences and yet still I waited until I was in my late forties before actually consulting a doctor.
My GP wrote me a referral and off I went to the department of respiratory