Mon, 05 Feb 2007 18:01:00
No 24 tonight for me
No big 24 recap tonight. I’ll be getting wired up right around then for my overnight sleep study, after which I need to wait two weeks to have the doctor I don’t like tell me I need a CPAP machine and another overnight so they can fine-tune a CPAP setting for me. All to tell me I need a heated machine with humidifier set to between 12 and 15 cm pressure. Mouth mask, not nasal, due to allergies and the fast that most nasals only offer 10cm of pressure.
I know , I know, I have to go through the process. I’m just bitching. I’m actually looking forward to wearing the MIG fighter mask. People who get them say they feel like a million bucks almost immediately. It’s like all your life you’ve been getting an hour’s worth of sleep, and literally overnight someone teaches you how to get 8 hours. It’d be nice to wake up not fleeing like I spent the night pushing a big rock up a hill, chewing parts of it and swallowing them, then doing it all over again.
I’ll miss Jack though. NO SPOILERS! NO SPOILERS! Hell, no internet for me until tomorrow, so what the frig, spoil away. ;) Recap tomorrow night. Unless Idol takes it out of me. In which case I’ll do something Jack-ish, like snap Simon Cowell’s neck with a flying wall-jump headlock.
Oh! My “overnight” bag? The Jack Bauer messenger bag in black. I’m a guy. Why would I need more than that? A shirt, underwear, a hat, a brush (and that barely made it in) and then of course my iPod, portable DVD player, PocketPC, cell phone and all charging cables. Also a book, gum, some chapstick and a tactical folder. Yup. I’m ready.
While I’m off doing that, Preston is back at the vet. He may need an ultrasound, he’s still not eating or drinking even a tenth of what he should, although the vomiting has stopped. He’s still running a fever. Poor guy. They said he was pretty dehydrated again, and currently he’s hiding under a blanket inside a big dog cage in the treatment room. Last night when we tried to medicate him, he went pretty violent and mean on me. He’s not good with true challenges to his superiority, I think that on some level, the little bastard thinks he’s alpha above me. He tried to take my arm apart when I attempted to get his pills in him. Hopefully I won’t have to do that very often...I’m hoping they can figure out what’s wrong soon!
He’s half-evil, but I love him.
Posted by JimK at 06:01 PM on February 05, 2007
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#2 Posted by Drumwaster 
on 02/05 at 10:19 PM -
I’ve tried a CPAP machine (and I had a nasal mask set on 20cm, so I’m not sure which of your doctors are not up to date, but at least one of them are).
For some reason, my brain wouldn’t let me keep the mask on all night long. More than once I went to sleep with the mask on and the machine purring gently, and woke up the next morning with the mask off, the hose neatly coiled and the machine shut off. All without waking up, either, which is pretty impressive, IMHO.
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Damm dude, hope things go good for ya…