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And rather bright. The cat types that is. They have learned, through trial and error, that direct confrontation with pop-o, in order to wake him, ends it little thuds and kitty marks on the walls. Nothing personal, mind you. And, whiskers in the face, while receiving no dangerous reaction, will simply find me pulling the blankets up. The tickles, however, do make me smile even in my sleep. Remember now, Sam and Sassy do not really get along. Then again, they are female, and feline, so... getting along may be something totally different for them than for me. So, when all else has failed, they have through trial and error devised a way to wake pop-o. Since they know I am careful with them, in my rolling and such, and they know that I cannot sleep well when I get too warm, they now cuddle in on both sides of me, keeping me from rolling out or shifting the blankets or such. It is cute, it really is. I have my own biological alarm clocks. I just have to remember not to put food out later in the evening. Not smart, eh? Collusion too. Sweet little pests.
A bit of a fever this morning. It has mostly lifted. A bit of a headache too, but that went untreated and is just a ghost in the back of my mind. My arms are sore, but do not hurt to use. I have been eating well enough, and drinking milk. I sure miss it when I run out and cannot get out. Milk, more than any other thing I have, is a treat every time. At two gallons a week, whole and straight and for years, one would think I would be tired of the stuff. Not so. Even in my teens I could drink half of a gallon at a sitting, if allowed. The cats love it too. Sam less so. Sassy is like her pop-o, at least for now. She gets two tablespoons of it three to six times a day and would have it more if she had the wherewithal.
Well, back to tinkering. Not much will be done today, which is fine. Tomorrow I have another appointment in SLC. They are doing a lot of tests, though this one is psych intake. I am pretty sure I am okay in this regard, but I will let them look. It cannot hurt and it should satisfy them that I allowed this to take place. Of course, they believe the whole of the problem to be psychological in nature. And they think that because they have not found what is wrong. Psychology seems to be the garbage can for medicine. Cannot find the problem, why then it must be of the mind! Admitting incompetence, or at the very least huge limitations, would be a good first start for medicine. Instead, they get people branded as lunatics for life because they do not know what they are doing too often. Bah!
The sun is out. It would be a good day to get out. I simply do not have what it would take to get out. I am enjoying the warmth and light. Of course, my computer is in the front room where all the light pours in, trying to compute. Computer games are a bit difficult to view in such situations. And, yet, I am pleased for the extra sunshine. There is no warmth like what comes from the sun either. It warms the bones, gone hard from a long winter. The sun certainly cheers the mind and spirit. Even the felines are prancing a little bit more. All is good here.
Have a good day. Get out if you can. Do one little thing outside for those of us stuck inside, would you? A little walk, an extra bit of work out there, or even an unplanned visit to your post box. I will be there in spirit. Later.
I think I've mentioned that my CPAP machine has been an effective anti-cat defense. Getting in my face with it running means getting a face full of hair-fluffing air foof. And if there is anything cats hate nearly as much as water, it is air foofing in their face.
ReplyDeleteThe minute the machine gets turned off and the mask comes off my face, they pounce on me tho.
Which at that point, is usually just fine.
I actually don't mind their attempted raids, so long as they don't take my autonomic responses personally. If I was awake, it would be personal. At that time of night though, it is just beastial reaction. And, I don't think they do take it personally. They hold grudges though, cats are terrible about that and WILL pay you back in due time. They've got memories like women! They each had to learn, Sam quickly, Sassy a little on the slow *thud* side... I think they are properly educated now, and without any broken bones!
ReplyDeleteI was wondering how functional you would be without the CPAP? Aside from the risk of falling asleep anywhere, what are the other symptoms? For me, I have never been at risk of falling asleep. What happens is my consciousness shrinks and doing things takes so much effort that life becomes painful. When I get homebound, or even chair bound (an upgrade from constant sleep), simply doing things is painfully expensive to maintain concentration in order to do. Ritalin helped a ton, if it could be a little pushy. Just, comparing apples with oranges, but...
Without the CPAP, my quality of sleep is crappy, I wake up with a raw throat from the intense snoring I did all night trying to breathe.
ReplyDeleteMost people who sleep alone are not aware that they suffer sleep apnea. Spouses often know, due to the fitful sleep and non-breathing episodes. Other symptoms may be waking up just as tired as going to bed. The longer term danger is that untreated sleep apnea feeds into high blood pressure and heart disease. Severe apnea can even trigger heart attack.