A writer tells The Jewish News about how his sleep study process was “equal part medical and comical.”
To add to the frustration, just as I was about to fall asleep … I had to go the bathroom. And you can’t go unattended. You have to be “unplugged.” I haven’t yelled, “I have to go to the bathroom” in the middle of the night to anyone since 1959. My tech could hear me from her post on a live microphone. I’m just glad I didn’t yell “Mommy.” I lay there waiting, wired up, fearing she wouldn’t arrive in time and I’d be electrocuted.
