We were told to travel with it, too. Geez, we already look like the Beverly Hillbillies when we embark on a short trip. But at least I have no canisters to worry about or lug.
I began utilizing the treatments in late January after a simple test indicated I was breathing below 80% in 2-minute intervals while asleep and only averaged 89% the entire night. I know that is too low and cannot be good for my heart or any part of me.
After a few nights of use I discovered the oxygenated air was too dry; so a representative came out and installed a humidifier. Immediately there was improvement, but I noticed condensation in the cannula tubing. Water in lungs is not desirable, i.e. slowly drowning! Another representative returned to install a water trap.
Tues the head honcho returned to run another test on me, the third since I had been using the machine. I was getting tired of seeing her early in the a.m. even though I know some of these tests were necessary control measures. But twice a week is a bit ridiculous.
I told her this contraption was getting beyond fun, when she informed I had to clean the humidifier mechanisms twice a week. She finally admitted most patients were lucky if they remembered weekly cleansing.
Further she said I was using wrong type water, 'drinking water.' I informed her all the literature she gave me said 'bottled water;' a gallon of 'drinking water' was 'bottled.' My favorite big box store had choices of' 'spring,' 'drinking,' 'distilled' and 'purified' water.
Since she challenged my integrity of reading the literature provided, I gave her the pile of accumulated literature provided and asked her to show me where it said "distilled" water.
She found only references to "bottled" water. HA! I am going to have a hard time liking her.
I keep folders of every scrap of paper concerning machines I am provided.
So when all were gone I disassembled the tangled mess of tubing; washed the container and water trap in warm water, then "sterilized" with a 1:3 vinegar solution fo 30 minutes.
After doing the tango with the tacky top rep, I was in no mood to fool with the mess. I hooked it up as I thought I remembered.
I turned it own and it gurgled and bubbled with its usual vigor, a rather pleasant sound. As I beganto place my supplies in their storage area, there was a different sound of water pouring out somewhere. I discovered water pouring out the cannula like the Mississippi River. A few goldfish, a couple of croaking frogs on lily pads would have provided me a perfect indoor pond with fountain.
After turning off the machine, I quickly called the company to return the self-same day for a fresh demo. A nice tall man quickly arrived. It seems I reversed two tubes. I am thankful I was not actually using the machine, or 6 ounces of water might be in my lungs --it all happened in less than a minute.
The whole event interupted my entire planned morning of work and work flow for the day.
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Today the sun is shining; my bronchitis, except the awful cough, is much better. I have a pork loin in the CrockPot which is a whole meal- 5 points+ for 1 cup on WW menu.
For Sunday Life Group I have a Pot-Luck Pasta Salad planned which is a WW recipe make-over for their new program. It is 4 points+ if you eat a cup---too much. There is no way I can eat a cup of this dish. Although a spring/summer dish, our theme is Italian this week. Next week is Tex-Mex-- Yeah!
So it's my turn. I haven't thought of much but I try to not make things too hot. A lot of us old people can't tolerate as much 'heat' a we once did.
I have found history more interesting outside the regimented classrooms by being in an area to learn first hand from the citizens living there, like Baltimore, like Spain, like Morocco, like Gilbralter, like Iowa Amish colonies, like Native Americans, but have yet to meet Eskimos, etc.
|Ice Frozen On Inside Pane, Back Door|
Disregard the weather and find ways to enjoy your weekend with your children, grandchildren, spouse, family or friends, a good book, or other activity that pleases you.