So I was diagnosed (ew, that's a strong word), with mild sleep apnea. As I want the best for my health (minus nachos at the theater and an occasional glass of cab), I oblige with the recommendation of the CPAP machine. The "dream machine" I call it. I also call it some other names, but yeah, anyway... It keeps you from having moments of no breathing while you sleep. Well, that's a good thing. Helps you get quality sleep like one is supposed to. It helps with daytime fatigue, less pains if one has fibromyalgia and also will make you better at abstract painting and not guaranteed, but possible more poetic.
It's taken some time to get used to. I first felt like
had a ball and chain around my head. How can I turn on my side? How can I bury my face into my "my pillow?" I've gone through several types of masks. The machine has a tube and it blows air of a specific humidity and goes right up to your nose. Oh, and try not to open you mouth. That one was a toughie.
I have gone from various types of nose attachments or under attachments face pieces. Pillows, full face, and now I am trying the "wisp". That sounds so dainty. The wisp just goes over your nose. Your whole nose. It's just plain weird. In our bedroom, we have blackout curtains, a super comfy bed, and it's quite zenned out and now I must place this plastic nose piece attached to a 4 foot hose, hooked to a machine? It kind of felt like a life sentence at first.
Fast forward. Now, I'm getting much better sleep and although I don't look forward to getting hooked up before my zzzzz's, I do anyway.
This "wisp" will play with your obsessive mind. Is it like a greenhouse? Will it make my nose grow?
I keep looking at my nose and I'm feeling that it has grown. Maybe it was just it's time to grow. Hah!!
I will stop looking at my nose. I will stop thinking about it. Many great poets and abstract painters have large noses.
...to be continued
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