Regular readers will be familiar with my frequent complaints about poor sleep, insomnia, and general sleepiness. Well today, I finally got to do something about it.
Despite my sleep patterns being all screwed up by my epilepsy, anti-epileptic medication and the stress that comes with both, I knew myself that my sleep was far from normal. So I got a referral from my neurologist (thank you, NHS) to a sleep specialist.
I saw the guy this morning and he very quickly diagnosed “maintenance insomnia”. That is, I can fairly easily fall asleep, but regularly wake at about 1am and lie about until 3am or even 4am without sleep.
It’s not fun, I can tell you.
Despite the bad news, I was relieved. Relieved that it wasn’t all in my head and that I wasn’t making an unnecessarily big deal of it all. That said, the treatment is a course of cognitive-behavioural therapy, proven to be more effective than any medication. Sadly, there’s a three-month waiting list for this in the sleep clinic.
I’m on the list, but there’s nothing to stop me looking elsewhere for a similar treatment – and that’s according to the specialist I saw this morning.
So “yay!” for a diagnosis, but “boo!” for the waiting list.