Sometimes now I dream of being out somewhere busy--such as a shopping mall, church, or other large gathering--yet somehow I have forgotten my respirator and don't even have a disposable one for backup. 😳

As the dream goes on, I change from making hopeful excuses to myself such as "I won't be here long, exposure is probably minimal" to being more and more worried that with being on sustained #oral #chemotherapy, the risks are just getting higher and far too unsafe. 😱

At that point, some sort of panic-type threshhold is met, and I awaken.

This dream seems a perfectly reasonable update to the whole 'arriving without pants for a high school exam' trope … but the REALLY weird bit, IMO, is that IRL, I am wearing a #CPAP mask throughout the night.

Every night.

There is no part of my 24 hours where at least eight of them include wearing a well-sealed, pressurised mask.

And, IRL, I never mix in public or uncertain spaces without my #ElastomericRespirator due to chemo, etc.

Utterly wild experience. 😂😂😂

Did I mention that since losing weight my sleep apnoea has paradoxically gotten worse?

My CPAP machine is providing more pressure and my mouth is dropping open leading to leaks and snoring.

This didn’t used to happen before.

I’ve had to use a chinstrap again but they’re uncomfortable and not working as well as before either.

Anyway, tonight I’m going to try taping my mouth shut 😅

I’ve seen mouth tapes before but avoided them as I’ve got a beard, but I just wanna sleep without a damn chin strap on so hopefully this’ll do the trick.

NGL, I feel a bit like Abe from Abe’s Odyssee 😅

Wish me luck!

#cpap #sleepapnoea