One of the nice things about sleeping with a CPAP machine (Continuous Positive Airway Pressure, I think) is that you get filtered air all night long. One of the bad things about sleeping with the thing is that you have to wake up in the morning and take it off (that's actually a good thing, too). And then the Sneezing begins. Apparently, there are things in the air that are just plain bad for you. I've heard other people talk about them for years, but I was immune. Until recently.
I suspect the real goal of aging is to emulate as many of the Seven Dwarfs as possible, and I've now got at least three covered -- Sleepy, Sneezy, and Grumpy. And some days there's Happy and Crappy and maybe even Sleazy, but never Doc.
Yeah, I can actually name all seven. Don't ask. Happy, Dopey, Sleepy, Sneezy, Grumpy, Bashful, and Doc. So there.
And that's first thing in the morning before I've even had my coffee. Does this mean I've finally achieved Nirvana? And if I've achieved Nirvana, do I have to start doing massive amounts of drugs? I don't think I can really afford that.
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