Archive for March 2015

Helping Grandpa

When I was a kid I spent a lot of time with my Mexican grandfather. The guy is a genius. He is both an electrical and mechanical engineer and worked for Amana Refrigeration for years. When hanging out with him, there were always projects involving wiring, plumbing, carpentry, combustion engines, drywalling, framing, painting, etc. The guy can take a car apart and put it back together without any extra bolts or washers lying around afterward.

Many times I remember helping him and accidentally messing something up. Once I stepped on a sheet of drywall and broke off the end. Several times I knocked over containers or tiny pieces and parts. I would volunteer to help and sometimes give up to do something more “fun” halfway through. I’ve broken tools and equipment on accident, and have become bored on many trips to find materials or needed parts.

Sometimes he became frustrated, but most of the time he acted like it was no big deal. Last weekend I was getting rid of some bank statements and other documents now that taxes are submitted. I got a new paper shredder and naturally Ruthie wanted to help. Who doesn’t love shredding papers?

I gave her a stack of things and before I knew it, the shredder was jammed up awesomely well. It took me 30 min with a long screwdriver to unclog the thing. At first I was frustrated and vocalized it, but then I remembered all the times I had screwed things up for my grandpa and realized it’s not that big of a deal. All I ever wanted to do was spend time with him and try to learn the amazing things he was capable of doing. I wouldn’t say using a paper shredder really compares to re-wiring a house, swapping out a water heater, or replacing the head gasket on a 1988 and 1/2 Ford Escort…but I try to put myself back in the shoes of a kid who wants to help. I’m happy to say I think I learned a lesson in there and Ruthie’s back on the paper shredding job.

Wear your CPAP

If you suffer from sleep apnea or a similar conditions which requires you to wear a CPAP/BiPAP/APAP, it is very important you do. It always shocks me when I talk with friends who are supposed to be wearing their mask at night but instead choose to put it in the closet, etc., because they don’t like it. Personally, I’d rather not sleep than sleep without my CPAP and last week unfortunately proved that for me.

It was Saturday morning/afternoon and I was out in the living room watching TV. The next thing I know, Liz is yelling and yelling at me to wake up. I had unintentionally fallen asleep for 90 min or so on the couch. Little cat naps aren’t supposed to be a big deal, but they are for me. I felt awful and was having trouble functioning. I made it to my room and got my mask on. Later that evening I walked to the kitchen to get some water and my O2 sat was down to 81%. I then spent three of the next four days like this:

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In addition to getting nothing done and missing some work, I also now have a sore on my face from where my mask rests. I’ve gotten red marks before from having my humidity turned up too high, but this is worse. I’m sure the best thing for it would be sunshine and open air, but I have to put my mask back on every night. My CPAP cleaner does a good job of sanitizing everything, but I’m not sure what to do about the sores on my face. I am thankful my oxygen levels are back to normal and I’m not constantly short of breath.