Tag: cpap

The CPAP Helped

I went to bed a little before midnight last night with my alarm set for 6:00. I woke up before it went off and couldn’t fall back to sleep. I had the CPAP machine on the whole time. I figured it would help, but I was still a 6.5 foot tall guy sleeping on a two seater couch and looking like a full sized person living on dollhouse furniture. How do my sleep numbers look?

Five hours and 25 minutes of sleep.
83% of that being restful! Holy Crap, that percentage is gigantic for me!
32% Heart Rate Dip! Holy Crap, that percentage is gigantic for me!

So I guess using the machine was a good move, for last night at least. The only downside is that I had to wait an hour before I could pack it up because that’s how long it takes to upload all of the data to the server. I can deal with that.

For some reason, I cannot get to the wordpress.com editor on my Vivaldi browser on my work laptop. I can do it if I open a private window and re-log in, but I can’t get to it from the main window. Weird. Maybe I’ll try logging out and logging back in again.

Sunday night television… one of the infuriating things about hate watching Fear the Walking Dead is that every once in a while they put out an episode that doesn’t suck ass. Last night’s was okay, assuming you ignore the idiotic coincidence of that character meeting that other character out of the blue. For the most part it wasn’t so bad. I almost wish it had been terrible. It’s like Lucy and Charlie Brown and the football. Uh.. uh.. we’re getting good again… here it comes… we’re getting good agai… Nope. Back to the same old awful.

Okay, it’s Monday morning. I have to finish packing up the stuff I had out last night that I don’t need during work, get my mother her 8:00am pills, and punch into work.

Have a good one, folks. May your Monday not blow chunks.

Why Can’t I Sleep

Four out of the last five nights I’ve had epically bad sleep. I’m talking pre-CPAP therapy level bad sleep. Over the last week the nights that weren’t legendarily bad still weren’t good.

Why can’t I sleep anymore? Worry and stress and guilt are surely part of it, but why is it so much worse now than it was a couple of weeks ago? Nothing has changed.

My watch tells me that last night I got 3:45. How am I even alive anymore? What the hell, bro?

CPAP Cleaner

I got a machine to sanitize the moving parts of my CPAP machine. It’s cool. It nukes the crap out of stuff with UV light for five minutes and then poof, disinfected. I’m still going to need to wash the dried up drool out of the mask though. Grody to the Max, man*.

*My spoiler free review of Wonder Woman 84 is as follows: I am so glad the 80’s are over and I have zero nostalgia for that time. None. Nil. Zip. Nada.

Gross CPAP Moment… I Think

When I woke up this morning I had a “did that happen?” moment. It had to do with my CPAP machine.

I’ve been using the machine for about a year now. When I first started I felt like I was remembering dreams more than I ever had before. Maybe once a week or so I would remember a dream after I woke up. After a couple of months that stopped.

This morning when I woke up I remembered something happening during the night, but I couldn’t figure out if it actually happened or if it was a dream.

What was it that I remembered?

I sneezed.

Into my CPAP mask.

Eewwww.

But did it happen? I couldn’t tell. If it did happen it was a first for me. There have been a couple of times when I sneezed but just managed to get the mask off in time. In this case I must have woke up, sneezed, and immediately fell back to sleep. Either that or it was a dream.

I woke up, got out of bed, dragged a comb across my head, and then checked the mask.

Oh yeah… it was not a dream.

I slept with a mask covered in sneeze snot.

GROSS.

Memory Fail

I had something that I wanted to write a post about but I can’t remember what it was.  Don’t get old, kids.  It sucks.

I already mentioned recording some guitars.  Three songs underway.  I posted a to do list earlier and all but one thing is done.  I swept and mopped the dining room floor, I filled the bird feeders, I started watching two shows on Netflix, Money Heist and The End of the F***ing World.  Two episodes into each and so far they are all right.  I can’t tell if End of the World is a black comedy, or an ugly drama that is sometimes funny.  Trying to answer that question is taking me out of it a little.

I got a delivery of replacement parts for my CPAP machine last week and I finally got around to putting the new parts onto the machine.  Everything that could be changed has been.  New hose, harness, mask, filter, and (for the first time) reservoir.  Also, reservoir is a difficult word to spell.

But what the hell was it that I wanted to write about?

I don’t know.  I give up.

It’s really hot out and it’s big time spring and my mild allergies are flaring up like mad.  Probably because all of the windows are open and I just went outside a couple of times.  My head feels a little stuffy and funky.  I’m going to go flake.  Talk to you later.

The Stir Crazy Files – Episode 23

Ever since I started using the CPAP machine and wearing my Apple Watch to sleep, the first thing I do in the morning is check the SleepWatch app on my iPhone to check out my numbers.

This morning when I woke up I took my phone off the swanky charger thingie… inductive?  enducive?  What ever the hell they call it.  I opened up the SleepWatch app and…

Their servers are down.

I can’t see my numbers.

That was 3.5 hours ago and it’s still down.

But… but… but… what am I going to do without my numbers?  How am I going to get through the day?  Are the SleepWatch staff even still working through the lock down?

I NEED MY NUMBERS!  The CPAP app gave me a 98.  It ran for seven hours so I got full marks there, but I took the mask off too many times and lost two points.  98 is pretty sweet.  It doesn’t tell me how my heart rate dipped though.  It doesn’t give me sleep time vs restful sleep time.

I NEED MY NUMBERS!

Sleep

I had a shitty night’s sleep last night.  I went to bed early but I kept waking up.  My back was sore and I couldn’t get comfortable.  The numbers I got from my watch this morning showed that my sleep was okay but nothing special.  I was really tired when I first got up but I’ve felt a little better as the day rolled on.  I just ate my lunch so I’m feeling sleepy again.

I’ve read that trouble sleeping can be a side effect of all the stress from the social distance.  I’ll buy that, but I don’t think that’s my current problem.  I think I just sometimes have a little back pain.  My stress issue is stress eating but I’m not going to stress over that right now.

Its been warm enough the last couple of days to open a window in the office.  That has felt great.  It’s too cold today though and that’s bumming me out.  We’ve got cold and rain in the forecast for the next few days.  Again, major bumming out.  I needs me some Springtime right now.  I ordered some screens for our bedroom windows.  I can’t wait for a warm, breezy night when we can sleep with the windows open.  It’s going to be bliss.

Nice weather would go a long way toward making the whole COVID-19 thing a little more tolerable, don’t you think?

Something Else I Can’t Get Used To

The CPAP machine.  I started using it in June.  How long has it been?

  1. July
  2. August
  3. September
  4. October
  5. November
  6. December
  7. January
  8. February
  9. March

Nine months.  I’ve been using it for nine months and I still try to scratch my nose while I have the mask covering my face.

Almost every day.

Distilled Jackpot

We did it again.  I went to the supermarket before work, and then Jen and I went together after work.  Again.  This time I was able to score two, one gallon jugs of distilled water for my CPAP machine.  I’m set for a while, folks.

Jackpot.