Sleepless and Oxygenless in Omaha...

I keep quoting Cindy C., so I'm just going to go ahead and put her picture on here so you can see her face and imagine her voice as she says,


"If it's not one thing, it's a dozen others!"

My knee is almost all better, but sleeping still seems to be a bit of a problem. I've been getting to sleep quicker, but I seem to be waking up a bit more frequently, and when I do, I discover that I've taken off my oxygen cannula! After the first couple of times I figured I just took it off when I woke up to use the restroom. But, I began to notice that I felt a little "funky" when I woke up and didn't have my oxygen on. So, I grabbed my pulse-ox, which is this little finger thingy that tells you what your oxygen concentrations and pulse are.


I was surprised to see that my oxygen levels were in the low 80's. With my oxygen on, I usually stay in the mid to high 90's which is where they are suppose to be.

Well, it's been going on for 3 nights now. Last night I actually woke up with my oxygen off and had my SAT's in the high 60's and low 70's. I've been so stinking tired the last few days, and I'm sure it's because of my late night cannula disco-dancing. Rod's been fighting a head cold and has been in a Nyquil coma so he hasn't noticed me taking off the tubing. I think I'm going to tape the damn thing to my head tonight and see if that helps!

Wish me luck!

Oh, on a GOOD note, at this moment, Asa and Haver are laying on the floor, just a couple of feet away from each other chewing on their own toys. There's no growling, no hair rising, just good old happy-go-lucky chewing, panting and tail wagging, and that's just Rod!!



Thanks for checking in.
Thanks for reading.

Annette