I was scheduled to do a sleep test on Wednesday. In this case, I was to come in at 8:30 AM, get strapped up with a load of sensors that would read everything from how much I was breathing to the oxygen content in my blood to the sound of my snoring, and then go home so I could sleep. Well, on Monday, my mom’s doctors decided they needed to look at her leg on Wednesday to make sure it was recovering from her surgery. They scheduled her appointment at 11:00 AM, over two hours after my appointment. Long story short, I didn’t get home and to bed until 1PM, and then couldn’t get to sleep for another two hours, and then all that sensing equipment kept waking me up every half hour or so. Worst sleep of my life. And the sensors didn’t get any good information. So now I’m scheduled to come in next Friday night to do a special weekend sleep test on site at Mayo so they can keep an eye on the sensors to make sure they are working. And they prescribed me a sleep pill so they can knock me out right away. I do hope I can get some sleep that night in a strange bed that is not my comfortably warm waterbed.