Apparently it's genetic.
I just know that the last 15 years, I've been sleeping with a snorer.
This has changed my life:
It attaches to this:
And peaceful dreams ensue.
We have 2 of these machines in our house.
They keep 2 people alive. At night and every time they are asleep, they stop breathing at least once a minute. Their heart rates race, their oxygen levels decline, they snore to wake up and are drowsy or cranky. They snack uncontrollably as the hormone, cortisol, is stimulated by carbohydrate-based foods, then they gain weight, which perpetuates the problem.
At this point there is no cure.
But, I believe there will be one day.
Until then, I sleep with Darth Vader and kiss the "fighter-jet pilot" good-night.
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