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Tonight's The Night!

Tonight we go to the sleep lab. Just Dania and Mommy. And some strangers. And some cameras. And some electronics hooked up to wires hooked up to Dania. Should be a nice restful night away from home.

Dania got up early, as usual. She took a somewhat short nap, though, so we are going to have to travel up toward Nashville early or she will fall asleep on the way up. That would be bad. We'll probably meet Daddy up by his office and have dinner, then be on our way. We must park in the stadium parking garage (yeah, we'll be sure to arrive before dark), and be checking in by 7 or 7:30pm. Then we have to have lights out by 10p and they will wake us up at 6:30a. Like I need one more person whose job it is to wake me up before 7am.

Well, here's the rundown of what we can expect, physically:
electrodes on head and forehead, affixed with washable gel;
electrodes on sides of eyes to monitor REM sleep blinking and movements;
electrodes on chin to monitor face muscle activity;
electrodes on chest for heartrate;
electrodes on each leg;
band of some sort around chest; and
band around waist/abdomen to measure breathing.
She has to sleep alone, and there will be some sort of cot for me to sleep on.
No nap after 2pm, for obvious reasons, and no caffeine after noon. Darn. She'll miss her bedtime cup of coffee.
Oh! And no acrylic nails. For Dania. I need to take those off....
(these are generic instructions, obviously)

That should put her right to sleep, dontcha think??? Well, they say that some people have trouble, so if Dania doesn't tolerate it, they can put as much of that stuff on after she is asleep as she will allow.

It should be interesting, considering we are going there because she doesn't sleep well, and they are wanting her to sleep from 9 or 10pm until 6 or 6:30am. Hee hee. Riiiiiight. They'll see.

We have been cleaning and doing laundry, but I still have some packing to do for tonight. Dania has broken out in hives every time she has stayed in a hotel, so we are bringing our own pillows, blankets, sheets, etc. We are also bringing snacks, sippy cups, breakfast-in-the-car foods, and books for bedtime. Hubby informed me this morning that I get all the crap jobs. Yeah, no kidding. Sometimes, quite literally!

We'll let you know how it went tomorrow. I know you are all going to be wringing your hands on our behalf!! :-)
Have a restful night,
Angie

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