Yawnk.

Last night I slept alone – for the whole night – which is something I haven’t done in a while. I did the usual bedtime stuff, then added in a few of Coffee’s pre-bed rituals (like letting the dogs out and getting me water), and then I got into bed.

Then I tossed. And I turned. And I rolled. And I tossed some more.

I was alone because Coffee was at the sleep lab for his study. I can only hope they caught him talking and sighing and all the other noisy things he does during the night. Sadly, there was no live webcam feed of it.

Tonight it’ll be Coffee’s turn to sleep alone because I’ll be at the sleep lab – wired up and monitored – for seven hours of sleep attempts. I, of course, sleep like an angel and they’ll probably give me an award for Best Sleeper. I hope it comes with a cash prize.

I also hope the prize isn’t a CPAP machine because, despite all my readings, I’m having a hard time imagining how I’d adjust to it. I’ve been sneaking around on forums and reading various blog posts about it and.. yeah. I am worried.

It’s been noted that the partners of people with sleep problems often sleep poorly themselves (as a result of the other person’s movements or gasping or whatever). While it’s possible that both Coffee and I have some sort of sleep disorder, it’s also possible that only one of us has it – and is disrupting the other’s sleep with the side effects.

Unless either of us have a ‘severe’ problem, we won’t hear the results of the sleep study until February. (Yes, really.)