Yep, I was a bit p'd off!!
The Dr. didn't even bother seeing me and I ended up with a nurse practitioner. As ever they are fixated with BMI. As I'm a rugby player build my BMI is misleading.....my bodyfat is within the healthy range for a man of my age and like most of the males in my family I'm built like a tank! I had to buy 17 1/2 inch collared shirts for work when I was 17 without an ounce of fat on me, so there is no way my neck is going to shrink further than that no matter how much I starve myself.
Anyway, I think on a bad night I'd have hit the magic 15 per hour.
Don't get me started on NICE......you cannot 'standardise' any illness as you cannot standardise people.
One year on could mean a heart attack or a car crash...worst case scenario I know, but a possibility!
I will nudge things along by either telling my GP I'm not satisfied with the outcome, or I'll push things via Occy health at work....they'll soon pull their finger out if I say I'm going to ask my GP to sign me off with exhaustion due to OSA. As I am now technically 'disabled' they are duty bound to offer me any support that is 'practicable'!
Yes, I did think about buying cPAP myself but I have paid a lifetimes worth of taxes and I'm struggling to raise a family on one NHS wage that has been frozen for a few years.
The main thing is I now have a diagnosis and know
why I am so knackered.
However, I do feel somewhat discriminated against due to my size and getting a diagnosis followed by 'tough luck you have to shrink your neck' was at best disappointing. I was hoping to get some sleep one way or another.
I now face knowing I'm going to be exhausted for another year