At meetings, it wouldn't take 10 minutes before I was out like a light. BUT, because I wasn't really asleep, I could remember EVERYTHING that happened at the meeting. I also remember falling asleep between two spelling words when giving a spelling test. My kids were so used to me, that they just gently woke me up, and didn't think anything of it.
When we had free reading time in the hallway (I was on the third floor, which was never visited....so I didn't get caught by any bosses) It wouldn't take any time at all before I was asleep. the kids were great. The other teachers would throw balls of paper at me. It was just a big "funny-ha-ha". I was going through a divorce at the time, so we just marked it up as my response to that stress.
When things would get really bad, I would bring my class into another teachers room, and sleep in her closet.
I have no idea how I lived through the drive to school and back....I feel asleep constantly.
Then, I moved here to North Florida, and my time in hell began.
I'm not only narcoleptic, I'm also profoundly hearing empaired. I came to the county hired to be a school based technology coordinator, and was very good at what I did. It was active, and moving around all the time, did help keep me awake. i didn't know even yet, that I had narcolepsy.
By this time I had severe sleep apnea. The sleep study showed that I had narcolepsy as well. Like others, i didn't understand what it really was. I just remembered the funny parts in "Juice Biggallo" where the narcoleptic girl threw herself down the bowling alley, and thought THAT was narcolepsy.
It didn't take me long to put two and two together. I had been having cataplexy attacks since high school, and couldn't be diagnosed. (so long ago, they didn't understand this desease). I remember having night terrors, and sleep paralysis, and having problems staying awake at appropriate times. I remember going to college, and having times when my handwriting would go really weird, because I was asleep and just going through the process automatically.
If finally REALLY became real, when I almost had an accident at an intersection, because I was upset and late that morning. It was a real cataplexy attack, and the first I really, really recognized, before going back and remembering all the other times when I didn't recognize it.
Well, the principle that hired me loved me to death. She had me put in wireless networks for the 5th grade, and repair computers, and basically broke every rule in this "20 year behind the times, good 'ol boy county." She was fired, I was blackballed.
It didnt help that I am profoundly deaf. My NEW principal hated me right from the beginning, and it was her desire to run me out of technology. It takes three years to fire a teacher. So, I endured two years of false HORRIBLE evaluations, being taken off as head of the tech committee, and finally taken OFF the tech committe, and I could read the writing on the wall. She was trying to get rid of me. I'm an oddball. I fall asleep at meetings, I don't hear everything that is said to me. I don't even hear fire alarms sometimes (before I got my hearing aids)
So here I have two majors against me
deaf = stupid to people that don't know better
Narcolepsy = lazy or someone who doesn't follow through to people that don't know better, or just don't care.
YES, she knows -- and knew --- about both conditions. I was driven out of technology, and was reassigned as a special reading teacher working with the worse of the worse readers. This is a job I had not done in 13 years. (the 13 years I spent blissfully in technology). This was also a position she expected me to fail miserably at, as we have been a "C" school for 5 straight years, and this year the blame would fall on ME. What mrs.!@#$%^ didn't know, was I used to work at Sylvan Learning Center and am an EXCELLENT reading teacher. Not only did she not have a foot to stand on, because I had data to support my effectiveness; but, our schools grade went from a "C" to and "A+" as our grade was always brought down by those 30 or so students who never learned to read, and didn't have anyone to help them one on one. That data saved my job.
However, it is not saving the way people think of me. My narcolepsy is getting worse. Provigal is getting me safely to work, but the drive home is a bit hairy. (I live 13 miles from work) NOW, my Doctor is telling me that I have to have NAPS during the day......OMG.....I can hear the lead baloon bounding down the hall, when I tell her that one. I can also see me being forced to go on disabiity, which would make it necessary for me to get rid of all my horses just to survive, and they are my sanity. I wouldn't be able to live on disability.
I know I shouldn't care what people think of me, but I DO!!!! I hate being thought of as stupid, slow, clumbsy.....you name it. I CAN read lips. So add being deaf to being narcoleptic, and you have a person who just doesn't fit in society.
I could use help, ANY help. Bet you can guess, I have depression problems, too.
Thanks
The Deaf-Narcoleptic-teacher










