- Be inclusive – people don’t like being left out
- Take time for yourself – when we were kids Mom would go on her own solo “camping trips” to a hotel in Bangor Maine. That had to have a pool. There she could indulge in one of her favorite pastimes, bargain hunting!
- Respect your own needs – When my brother and I were old enough to make our own breakfasts and get ourselves to school, my Mom would sleep in. If she needed alone time, she would tell us.
- You can do it yourself – definitely not a helicopter parent, my Mom trusted us to behave, taught us to be self-sufficient, and expected us to work hard
- When you need her, she’ll be there – when we were sick, Mom gave it her all, she waited on us hand and foot, it wasn’t until I was in my 30’s I stopped wishing for my Mom when I got sick (In case you think we might have taken advantage of this, she had a great bullshit meter, she could always tell when we were lying). When I was married the first time, and things started not going well, my parents drove from New York State to Maine to help me out. (I could go on, but I won’t)
- Be kind – which sometimes means keeping your own counsel!
- Tell the truth – which means if they ask for your counsel, give it.
- Do the right thing – which sometimes means doing something very hard or something you don’t want to do. [People call this adulting.]
- Laugh – laugh at yourself, laugh with your family, everything gets a little better with some levity.
- When you fight, don’t get personal – don’t call people names, ever (this is something I have failed at, but most of the time, I do well).
- Don’t make empty threats – if my parents said stop what you are doing, or we will go home, and I didn’t stop, they’d go home.
It will come to no surprise to the people who have slept with me (or in the same room as me) for the past few years: I snore. I snore very well. It has been (gently) suggested to me more than once that I should talk to my doctor about said snoring (loud, cacophonous snoring).
I had my physical in February, and I mentioned it to my doctor. We discussed options, doing the test at home or going into the sleep center. I chose the sleep center, and thankfully my insurance agreed.
The sleep center because I was pretty sure they’d find something, and if you do the test at home, you’d still have to go in to get an official test. I didn’t want to mess around.
My doctor put in the order. The sleep center called me a few weeks ago, and we arranged a date. And Last night was the night. I posted the picture above on Instagram, which caused some conversation. Including freaking my mother out, even though I TOLD her about the sleep test weeks ago, and reminded her earlier in the day.
I am pretty good at sleeping. When I actually get to bed (sometimes I stay up late reading, or catching up on television or planning world domination.) But even with 7+ hours of sleep I feel sluggish when I wake up. So it was time. Time to TCB (that’s Take Care of Business).
I’ve said it before, one of my failings is hubris. It usually manifests itself with directions and driving. I will say to myself “I know where I’m going!” and then get totally lost.
Well, the sleep center sent me a packet a few weeks ago. Stuff to fill out before the test. At 6 pm last night, 3 hours before my appointment, I logged out of work and opened up the packet.
In it was a questionnaire for me, a questionnaire for Edmund, and a sheet for a 7-day sleep journal.
Luckily, Ed filled out his section in record time. And I went back to fudge notes for 7 days of sleep. Oy. (Good thing I didn’t wait until I got to the hospital/sleep center!) I don’t think the technician (Derek) noticed. Or if he did, he was too polite to say anything.
I was early to the hospital. I only live five minutes away, and I had to carry my ginormous wedge for my ankles, so I just went when I was ready.
The room was nice, mostly like a hotel room. Except for the tiny bathroom. Nice carpet, little couch, and armchair. The bed was a double, and had lots of pillows on it. Like I said, nice.
The technician was great. Derek, explained everything very well. Good bedside manner (heh). He wired me up, putting electrodes all over my brain (on my head people, not IN my head). He took care with my legs, as the skin on them does not take well to exfoliating.
You know the drill, he is not a doctor, so he can’t diagnose me. My order was not for a CPAP test, it was for a baseline test to see if I had a sleep disorder (namely sleep apnea). But he tells me, if I have symptoms bad enough, he can put a CPAP machine on me during the evening, was I interested in that? Of course, I opted for yes.
The wiring up was fine. He told me where things were going, and why. They felt odd, not not uncomfortable. I quickly got used to them.
Even though I usually go to sleep at around midnight, I turned in early, at 11:15 pm. I kept 1 light on, mainly because that is what I do when I sleep alone. There was a microphone and a camera going into a side room where Derek hung out for the evening. I streamed Men in Black on my Kindle Fire.
I was sleeping within 20 minutes.
Derek woke me up at 1:30 – we were going to need to use the CPAP machine.
Yesterday morning as I got ready for work, I did some research about sleep apnea. I mean, I was going for a sleep test in the evening, so I should probably know a little about the disease, right? I watched a couple of youtube videos, so I am an expert now.
Basically, sleep apnea is the phenomenon where while one is sleeping their throat relaxes on itself, blocking the airway. Because of this, breathing stops. Usually breathing is automagical, but in this case, the brain thinks “Oh, we’re not breathing now, gotcha.” and ones body stops trying to breathe. After a while, your brain kicks in again, and says, “Hey, I need air, I’m gonna wake up the meat sack so they can breathe.” (I’m paraphrasing.) One wakes up, and resumes breathing (one hopes). And the cycle starts all over again.
The kicker is that when one is not breathing the oxygen in the blood gets lower and lower. Oxygen saturation should be between 95-100%. Mine was much lower.
With the CPAP machine, I didn’t need the silly thing sticking out of my nose, because, as you can see in the photo, I had a nice big mask covering my mouth and nose. From the mask ran a hose to a machine hidden in a side table. Derek told the CPAP machine what to do from his command center.
What does a CPAP machine do? It blows air down one’s throat so it doesn’t close. When you are sleeping, you totally relax, all of your muscles relax, especially for when you are dreaming (presumably so you won’t act out the dreams as you are having them). The machine keeps a steady stream of air going. It kept me in REM sleep a bit longer, and I truly felt more refreshed than I have felt in a few months.
To be clear: I have not been officially diagnosed with sleep apnea. But I think we all know, based on what happened last night, that I have it. (I knew it was likely years ago, but I’m my father’s daughter, stubborn and always wait until the last minute.)
I will most likely get my very own CPAP machine for the house. And I am pretty excited about feeling refreshed when I wake up in the morning (that might be a strange feeling, but I am so up for it now.)
Apparently, someone will come to my house and set it up for me.
But first, there may be more tests. Because I started on the machine at 1:30 am, I might have to go back in for another sleep test, if I didn’t have the CPAP machine on long enough to get all the readings they needed for it. I might have to go into the office and talk to one of the sleep doctors. Or I might have to go back to my general practitioner.
I am in the TCB stage, the process has started, and I want to be able to breathe at night again.
Also, If I’m gonna do CPAP, I want Immortan Joe’s Mask.
So get yourself ready for some pictures of fantabulous balloons and all sorts of shenanigans on my social media channels, including this one!
And follow the Airigami Team, would ya?Airigami Balloon Adventure website!
I spilled a large amount of Cranberry-Grape juice on our futon (so if you are planning to visit in the next few days, we can chill in the dry chairs in our kitchen.)
Amazon Prime is not playing the only thing I want to watch. I paid for it, even!
We paid $727 to get our car fixed, only to find we have another issue that will cost close to $400 (fortunately it can wait).
But you know what, life is good.
Our mechanic fixed our gear shift on the house, our cats are adorable, and Netflix is totally working.
I find that I prefer my blag (blog) posts with pictures, and I don’t even have good ones to share. I took this picture today just for this post. And I prettied it up with some filters in Google photos.
After work tonight, I took a Blogging for Business webinar with Chris Brogan. I don’t really have a business I want to blog for right now, but I want to blog here and for my WinCrossTabTips.com site, ok, and maybe for my work, but what struck me in the webinar was that I did not have a blog to share for feedback.
You see, he was critiquing/giving feedback for participant’s websites, telling them what works, what doesn’t work, and what needs to be improved. I know, I have THIS blag (blog), but really, it’s not a business blog. The thing is, it would’ve been funny to have him look at it during the session. I mean, take a gander, I almost submitted it more than once. Then I figured I would let the more serious people get actual help instead.
I’m a giver.
The thing about blagging (blogging) every day is that it’s good for me. As much as I try to force myself to write, having a goal to do it every day is helpful. And having Edmund doing it every day as well is helpful too. I am so competitive.
[Regarding Chris Brogan‘s stuff, I totally recommend. Join his mailing list first (it’s free, and linked on his site!) to see what he’s all about. He offers online courses and webinars, his webinars are $20 each, and so worth it. I pay for a monthly plan right now as part of my personal development stuff.]
Otherwise, today was a lazy day. I slept in, I read a bit. I didn’t do much else. Haven’t turned on the tv yet today. I might go empty the dishwasher, that’s productive (I did start the dishwasher today, but as it was mostly loaded already, that doesn’t count against the lazy.)
I have tomorrow off from work with tenuous plans of doing something. Laundry, perhaps. Cleaning my office (I know, still on the plate). Who knows.
Started reading Deborah Harkness’ A Discovery of Witches tonight. It has sucked me in, so I am going to get back to it.
I turned off Hulu this morning. I just could not justify it. The reason why: it did not give me the whole season for Supernatural (I hadn’t watched it yet this season.) There have been 9 episodes out so far, Hulu was showing 1,2,4,8,9. Missing are episodes 3,5,6,7. The same thing for the other show I haven’t seen yet this season, Once Upon A Time. I can buy both seasons on Amazon prime, and see all the episodes that have been released so far. This is what I’ve done in the past.
Add on the commercials (even if you are paying $7.99 per month), makes Hulu not a fun choice. Not saying that come next season, I wouldn’t pony up the dough. If you are on top of things, it is much easier. But I can’t even guarantee I would be able to keep up, I can’t even watch the shows when they air, it’s too much of a commitment.
We have Amazon Prime and Netflix, and we use both of them, I just don’t need Hulu. Furthermore, neither of those services have advertisements.
I would happily pay for Hulu if it were a similar or better deal than buying the seasons, ads or no ads. If I could’ve streamed the entire season from the get go. Especially when the shows are on regular broadcast television. Nope. Denied.
That said, I have friends who love it. So there you go. At least I got a blag post about it.
Been thinking about writing this post for a while, but not actually writing it. And then I realize that I am thinking about it too much, and I should just write the damn thing. So…
I should’ve called this Lessons learned about working from home. Maybe that will be the update, a few months down the line.
Anyhoo. Here are some observations I have about working from home, a month-and-a-half in.
- It is easier to work in a clean office with a neat desk. I suppose. As you can see from the picture to the right, I am failing (flailing) on both counts.
- Streaming Netflix and/or Amazon Prime is KEY, especially with series I’ve watched before. Series so far have been Supernatural, Sherlock, and now Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Also important, the shows must be either familiar enough or predictable enough so I can ignore them. Leverage will be a good one, I’ve watched it twice through, same for Fringe. Criminal Minds would be good, even though I’ve not seen them all, because they are fairly predictable.
- If I don’t bathe first thing in the morning, lunchtime is a great time to take a shower (I know, people say you should treat working from home as if you were leaving the house and going into an office, but I live for ignoring good advice)
- Regardless, bathing every day is a good thing. I will feel better.
- I love wearing pajamas every day. I haven’t worn a bra in over a week, that is #winning.
- Must take advantage of the fact that I work in basement and the kitchen is on the first floor. Enforced stairs! I can eat in my office, but I must keep the food in the kitchen. (I am able to make spearmint tea downstairs, but I’m drinking chai mostly, and that requires half-and-half AKA STAIRS!!!)
- Space heater is important in this basement room, which seems like it’s NOT insulated.
- Would it kill me to walk outside once an a while? I mean, really.
- Try not to work too many 9 or 10 hour days. Especially in a row.
- Wear slippers, not bare feet. I will thank me the next time I almost run my foot over with my rolling chair.
- Find ways to reach out to people I work with – this is a work in progress
There you go, some observations about working from home. I have a pretty sweet set up here. Printer, big monitor to plug my laptop into, a smart TV for the streaming. And I am busy at work, which is a blessing.
Working from home is great.
That is all.