It doesn't take knowing me too long to learn of my obsession with fake banana flavo(u)r. Isoamyl acetate (banana oil) is the principal component of real banana flavo(u)r and commonly used in fake banana flavo(u)ring.
I love fake banana. I wish bananas tasted like fake banana.
So imagine my delight as I discovered banana-flavo(u)red Tootsie® Pops and even banana Tootsie® Rolls.
Okay, I'm not a fan of Tootsie Rolls in general, being fond of keeping my fillings, and 'flavo(u)red' TRs for holidays are often less than stellar. Now, truth be told, the banana TRs are pretty much what you would expect. Pale yellow, smelling and tasting faintly of fake banana. But if you love fake banana, it's a satisfying chew.
I read a review of banana Tootsie Pops that wasn't so good (I didn't save the URL), but the author admitted to not liking fake banana flavo(u)r to begin with. The dark yellow candy was a little confusing, and the flavo(u)r could have been a little stronger, but it was wonderful. And when you crunch through to get at the fake chocolate in the Tootsie Roll center...sublime!
So I snagged another one out of the bowl that I found it (it was after Halloween, after all) and have saved it for when I need a pick up. It stares at me every time I head out the door, from the shelf where I keep all my stuff for heading out the door. It's been five or six days, depending on how you count, and so far so good.
Friday, 6 November 2009
Thursday, 15 October 2009
Toronto Diary (3): can you be 'bicoastal' when neither place is on a coast?
Second of three trips to the Peg this month. Last weekend was a trip arranged before any other obligations cropped up when a super-cheap seat-sale came available. Then this trip is a longer trip inspired by an MA student who is defending her thesis tomorrow. Third will be in a couple weeks (after Halloween) so I can see my doctor, cuz she insisted she see me. Oh well, it gives me a chance to get my flu shot(s).
The good thing about travel(l)ing between homes is that you can travel really light. Like no underwear, no extra clothes (except 2 pairs of socks, just in case you don't have any clean ones on the other side) (hey, I don't wear socks in the summer, and last time I was in Winnipeg it was still summer). Cuz you have clothes and food and stuff on the other side. Just grab the pills, the computer and the CPAP machine and you're golden.
Okay, as to socks, I have fired my Toronto lifestyle advisor, for giving me bad advice on socks. He/she/it/they (he/she/it/they are paranoid I will divulge details of his/her/its/their personal life, so I'm doing my best to maintain his/her/its/their anonymity) advised me to buy cheap socks (and underwear, if it comes to that) at Winners.
Winners is a Canadian (I think) chain that sells end-of-run stuff at lower(ed) prices. They claim nothing is irregular, but frankly... well, I don't know.
The socks I bought at Winners were good looking, cheap, and apparently designed to come off easily. Which is fine if you're trying to crawl into bed after a night on the town but not so convenient when you want to walk from your apartment to the elevator and not have to stop to pull your socks up. Not so convenient when you walk the thirty steps to the subway and pull of your shoe to get rid of a rock and discover you sock has worked its way halfway off your foot.
I prefer socks that stay on. So I went out the other day and bought new socks, cheap socks, from a place called H&M, which is another Canadian chain, but this one they don't have in Winnipeg, so I'd never heard of it. Lots of trendy stuff, but okay prices. And good cheap socks. Socks that stay on all the way from one's apartment in Toronto to one's apartment in Winnipeg.
Plan for tonight--finish dinner, go out (again) and get some distilled water for the CPAP machine, go to sleep.
The good thing about travel(l)ing between homes is that you can travel really light. Like no underwear, no extra clothes (except 2 pairs of socks, just in case you don't have any clean ones on the other side) (hey, I don't wear socks in the summer, and last time I was in Winnipeg it was still summer). Cuz you have clothes and food and stuff on the other side. Just grab the pills, the computer and the CPAP machine and you're golden.
Okay, as to socks, I have fired my Toronto lifestyle advisor, for giving me bad advice on socks. He/she/it/they (he/she/it/they are paranoid I will divulge details of his/her/its/their personal life, so I'm doing my best to maintain his/her/its/their anonymity) advised me to buy cheap socks (and underwear, if it comes to that) at Winners.
Winners is a Canadian (I think) chain that sells end-of-run stuff at lower(ed) prices. They claim nothing is irregular, but frankly... well, I don't know.
The socks I bought at Winners were good looking, cheap, and apparently designed to come off easily. Which is fine if you're trying to crawl into bed after a night on the town but not so convenient when you want to walk from your apartment to the elevator and not have to stop to pull your socks up. Not so convenient when you walk the thirty steps to the subway and pull of your shoe to get rid of a rock and discover you sock has worked its way halfway off your foot.
I prefer socks that stay on. So I went out the other day and bought new socks, cheap socks, from a place called H&M, which is another Canadian chain, but this one they don't have in Winnipeg, so I'd never heard of it. Lots of trendy stuff, but okay prices. And good cheap socks. Socks that stay on all the way from one's apartment in Toronto to one's apartment in Winnipeg.
Plan for tonight--finish dinner, go out (again) and get some distilled water for the CPAP machine, go to sleep.
Thursday, 8 October 2009
This one of those times I hate being a linguist
Non-linguists, ignore this post.
I was on Facebook recently (when am I not?) when a friend posted a link to an event with the warning to go to said event or "I will shun you like an Amish child with an iPod". Seeking clarification, I asked whether that meant he intended to shun me "as he would shun an Amish child with an iPod" or "as an Amish child with an iPod would shun me". After initially suggesting "both", he settled on "as an Amish child with an iPod would be shunned by his (or her) community".
I had considered the last possibility, but discarded it as a) not funny, and b) not following from the initial claim.
But thinking about it, I couldn't decide why I thought it was an bad reading of the claim. I think it's because it involves the supposition of an entity (the Amish community) which isn't instantiated (that isn't the right word, but follow me) in the discourse. But why isn't it? Specifying the child as Amish surely presupposes an Amish community, doesn't it?
So maybe it is, and I am being misled by the syntax, or maybe it's the semantics, or some combination thereof. Experts feel free to chime in on that question too. "Shun" is a two-place predicate, involving a shunner and a shunnee, who (as the speaker and addressee) are clearly instantiated into the discourse in the possible world in question in "or I will shun you". So my readings of the (elliptical) clause "like an AcwaiP" involve filling in the predicate (to shun) and the other role, i.e. I read the clause as "like [X will/would shun] an AcwaiP" or "like an AcwaiP [will/would shun" Y]. And my preference, and perhaps it's only me, is to coreference the empty NP with one of the available antecedents (the speaker, or the addressee). There's a syntactic contraint here, in that the established entities (the speaker and the addressee) cannot be switched, i.e. there is no reading of "like an AcwaiP [would shun the speaker]" or "like [the addressee would shun] an AcwaiP".
So my questions are:
a) Am I the only one with these intuitions?
b) Is this a matter of discourse operations (or Gricean-type information construal issues)?
c) What *is* the syntax/semantics of this situation and its solution?
and for good measure
d) What is the syntax/semantics of [like an AcwaiP] w/r/t the rest of the clause? I suppose it's a manner, which makes the whole thing an adverbial, but heck if I know how to draw the tree.
I was on Facebook recently (when am I not?) when a friend posted a link to an event with the warning to go to said event or "I will shun you like an Amish child with an iPod". Seeking clarification, I asked whether that meant he intended to shun me "as he would shun an Amish child with an iPod" or "as an Amish child with an iPod would shun me". After initially suggesting "both", he settled on "as an Amish child with an iPod would be shunned by his (or her) community".
I had considered the last possibility, but discarded it as a) not funny, and b) not following from the initial claim.
But thinking about it, I couldn't decide why I thought it was an bad reading of the claim. I think it's because it involves the supposition of an entity (the Amish community) which isn't instantiated (that isn't the right word, but follow me) in the discourse. But why isn't it? Specifying the child as Amish surely presupposes an Amish community, doesn't it?
So maybe it is, and I am being misled by the syntax, or maybe it's the semantics, or some combination thereof. Experts feel free to chime in on that question too. "Shun" is a two-place predicate, involving a shunner and a shunnee, who (as the speaker and addressee) are clearly instantiated into the discourse in the possible world in question in "or I will shun you". So my readings of the (elliptical) clause "like an AcwaiP" involve filling in the predicate (to shun) and the other role, i.e. I read the clause as "like [X will/would shun] an AcwaiP" or "like an AcwaiP [will/would shun" Y]. And my preference, and perhaps it's only me, is to coreference the empty NP with one of the available antecedents (the speaker, or the addressee). There's a syntactic contraint here, in that the established entities (the speaker and the addressee) cannot be switched, i.e. there is no reading of "like an AcwaiP [would shun the speaker]" or "like [the addressee would shun] an AcwaiP".
So my questions are:
a) Am I the only one with these intuitions?
b) Is this a matter of discourse operations (or Gricean-type information construal issues)?
c) What *is* the syntax/semantics of this situation and its solution?
and for good measure
d) What is the syntax/semantics of [like an AcwaiP] w/r/t the rest of the clause? I suppose it's a manner, which makes the whole thing an adverbial, but heck if I know how to draw the tree.
Friday, 18 September 2009
Toronto Diary (2): continuing as we began
Well, slowly, things are taking shape. I have an employee number and an e-mail at YorkU. Next step is to gain access to the Passport and AirYork systems. Passport is the student records system, where I can access my class lists and assign grades and that sort of thing. Sort of important. AirYork is YorkU's wireless network, which would be handy to have access too.
Well, I've settled into my sublet. I've purchased a TV, a robot vacuum cleaner (who I've decided to call Baley, after the lead human character in Asimov's I, Robot), and other necessities. Have settled into a daily routine, involving going to bed too late and getting up sort of early by my standards. CPAP is working--only had one nap so far.
So, to the two new expensive toys. Had a ball watching Baley bounce around the living room, learning the dimensions of the room, negotiating the chair and the TV, avoiding his 'virtual wall' (a device that prevents him from moving into a space where he doesn't belong--don't you mammalian pet owners wish you had one of these) and then when he thought he was done with the living room, moving past the 'lighthouse' (a device like the 'wall' but it allows him to pass after he's done with one room and move on to the next) into the kitchen. Then, he finds his way back to his charging base and recharges. With a slowly pulsing yellow light. It's like watching your pet sleep. Soooo cute.
Had kind of a scare the other day, when I came home from the University to discover he'd powered down in the kitchen and I had to move him back to his charging base. Poor little guy must have gotten confused and didn't make it back to bed. But he recharged and the next day he managed to do both rooms and find his way back to base just fine.
And I bought an iPod Touch. 2nd generation 8gig. But I figure I'll upgrade to an iPhone when my current cel contract expires in a couple of years, so I didn't want to spend too much. But I wanted some of the features of the Touch, so I bit the bullet. When your thousands of dollars in debt, another couple hundred or so isn't going to make a difference.
Yes, that's right, I'm back to 2004 debt levels. It turns out to be expensive to set up in a new place, even temporarily. But I don't think it'll take too long to get back to 0, once I start getting paid at York, and startup costs aside, I should be able to live within my means, while in Toronto, even on reduced regular salary. So in the end, I'm not really worried about the prospect of buying a car next year and a condo in a couple of years.
So that's the report for now. More at some point.
Well, I've settled into my sublet. I've purchased a TV, a robot vacuum cleaner (who I've decided to call Baley, after the lead human character in Asimov's I, Robot), and other necessities. Have settled into a daily routine, involving going to bed too late and getting up sort of early by my standards. CPAP is working--only had one nap so far.
So, to the two new expensive toys. Had a ball watching Baley bounce around the living room, learning the dimensions of the room, negotiating the chair and the TV, avoiding his 'virtual wall' (a device that prevents him from moving into a space where he doesn't belong--don't you mammalian pet owners wish you had one of these) and then when he thought he was done with the living room, moving past the 'lighthouse' (a device like the 'wall' but it allows him to pass after he's done with one room and move on to the next) into the kitchen. Then, he finds his way back to his charging base and recharges. With a slowly pulsing yellow light. It's like watching your pet sleep. Soooo cute.
Had kind of a scare the other day, when I came home from the University to discover he'd powered down in the kitchen and I had to move him back to his charging base. Poor little guy must have gotten confused and didn't make it back to bed. But he recharged and the next day he managed to do both rooms and find his way back to base just fine.
And I bought an iPod Touch. 2nd generation 8gig. But I figure I'll upgrade to an iPhone when my current cel contract expires in a couple of years, so I didn't want to spend too much. But I wanted some of the features of the Touch, so I bit the bullet. When your thousands of dollars in debt, another couple hundred or so isn't going to make a difference.
Yes, that's right, I'm back to 2004 debt levels. It turns out to be expensive to set up in a new place, even temporarily. But I don't think it'll take too long to get back to 0, once I start getting paid at York, and startup costs aside, I should be able to live within my means, while in Toronto, even on reduced regular salary. So in the end, I'm not really worried about the prospect of buying a car next year and a condo in a couple of years.
So that's the report for now. More at some point.
Tuesday, 1 September 2009
Toronto Diary (1) : an inauspicious beginning.
Well, owing to having had no sleep last night, I'm really dragging. It's now noon-fifteen or so, and I've been on the ground in Ontario for going on three hours. I managed to buy a Metropass, which if all goes well will allow me to subway/streetcar/bus my way around the city with impugnity until 1 October. But I haven't managed to get an apartment.
Since I'm getting a sublet, the property managers don't want to get involved, which is fine, but it means my sublettor has the keys. And he's at work. And in a meeting. And his voicemail is bouncing to someone else's voicemail. We have the makings of a bad situation.
I'm not worried. I'm too tired to be worried. I figure this will work out one way or another soon. I may take the time I have in between now and getting into the apartment to go to Canadian Tire to buy an air mattress, which is what I was going to do this afternoon anyway. That's assuming I'm sure I'll be able to get some keys once I get back.
I also need to buy distilled water (for the CPAP machine) and contact lens solution (so I can take my eyes out before drifting peacefully off to sleep) (on, I assume, an air mattress) (in, I assume, my sublet(ted) apartment) at some point before I can really relax. And I need to write at least one rent check. Possibly six.
And if I weren't so tired, I'd be having an adventure. But I am so tired, so I'm just sort of sitting. Will update as events warrant. Unless I just go to bed first.
Since I'm getting a sublet, the property managers don't want to get involved, which is fine, but it means my sublettor has the keys. And he's at work. And in a meeting. And his voicemail is bouncing to someone else's voicemail. We have the makings of a bad situation.
I'm not worried. I'm too tired to be worried. I figure this will work out one way or another soon. I may take the time I have in between now and getting into the apartment to go to Canadian Tire to buy an air mattress, which is what I was going to do this afternoon anyway. That's assuming I'm sure I'll be able to get some keys once I get back.
I also need to buy distilled water (for the CPAP machine) and contact lens solution (so I can take my eyes out before drifting peacefully off to sleep) (on, I assume, an air mattress) (in, I assume, my sublet(ted) apartment) at some point before I can really relax. And I need to write at least one rent check. Possibly six.
And if I weren't so tired, I'd be having an adventure. But I am so tired, so I'm just sort of sitting. Will update as events warrant. Unless I just go to bed first.
Monday, 31 August 2009
CPAP diary (6)
This will probably be the last CPAP diary entry, just because tomorrow morning a new adventure begins. I may be reporting more CPAP stuff, but as something else displaces the novelty, I'll probably be perseverating on other things.
So I had my consult with the sleep people at RANA. This is the company that deals with the CPAP stuff. I've had my trial machine for about 3 weeks, and as I'm off to Toronto tomorrow (there it is), it was important to see if they could switch me to my permanent machine before I left. It can take up to 3 months to get steady data with which to program the machine.
So my new CPAP consultant, Audrey (it was Kendra) congratulated me on my compliance. I used it every night and for a couple of naps, and apparently that was astonishing. I guess most people have trouble adjusting to it. Me, I like playing spaceman as I drift off to sleep. My apnea episodes, which you may recall were occurring around 80/hour, have been greatly reduced. (I didn't get a specific number, but apparently it was also impressive. The difference, I mean.) I seem to need pressure of around 18 cmH2O, which is quite high. Audrey, interpreting the data collected by the smartcard in the trial machine, said that it seemed to work--reducing the apnea astonishingly, without a lot of leaks or me waking up or fiddling with the mask. I do wake up about 3-4 times per night and reset the machine (the machine has a "ramp" function, which starts at a low pressure (5 cmH2O) and ramps it up to whatever slowly--presumably as you fall asleep.
The new machine is bigger, and I'm told has a superior humidification system. But it doesn't automagically monitor and adjust the pressure. It just goes on and ramps up to the programmed 18 cmH20 and stays there. It also lacks the coolest feature of the trial machine--which would start automagically if you put the mask on and exhale sharply a couple of times. Way cool, but oh well.
I should use it tonight, but since I just have to pack it up at 4am, I'm going to have a go without it, and just hope I get some decent sleep before I have to get up. I'm also totally out of distilled water, and since you can only get distilled water in 4L bottles, I figure it's just as well I don`t leave an open bottle of distilled water to collect microorganisms just sitting around when I need as soon as I land in Toronto anyway.
Next entry: Toronto Diary (1)
So I had my consult with the sleep people at RANA. This is the company that deals with the CPAP stuff. I've had my trial machine for about 3 weeks, and as I'm off to Toronto tomorrow (there it is), it was important to see if they could switch me to my permanent machine before I left. It can take up to 3 months to get steady data with which to program the machine.
So my new CPAP consultant, Audrey (it was Kendra) congratulated me on my compliance. I used it every night and for a couple of naps, and apparently that was astonishing. I guess most people have trouble adjusting to it. Me, I like playing spaceman as I drift off to sleep. My apnea episodes, which you may recall were occurring around 80/hour, have been greatly reduced. (I didn't get a specific number, but apparently it was also impressive. The difference, I mean.) I seem to need pressure of around 18 cmH2O, which is quite high. Audrey, interpreting the data collected by the smartcard in the trial machine, said that it seemed to work--reducing the apnea astonishingly, without a lot of leaks or me waking up or fiddling with the mask. I do wake up about 3-4 times per night and reset the machine (the machine has a "ramp" function, which starts at a low pressure (5 cmH2O) and ramps it up to whatever slowly--presumably as you fall asleep.
The new machine is bigger, and I'm told has a superior humidification system. But it doesn't automagically monitor and adjust the pressure. It just goes on and ramps up to the programmed 18 cmH20 and stays there. It also lacks the coolest feature of the trial machine--which would start automagically if you put the mask on and exhale sharply a couple of times. Way cool, but oh well.
I should use it tonight, but since I just have to pack it up at 4am, I'm going to have a go without it, and just hope I get some decent sleep before I have to get up. I'm also totally out of distilled water, and since you can only get distilled water in 4L bottles, I figure it's just as well I don`t leave an open bottle of distilled water to collect microorganisms just sitting around when I need as soon as I land in Toronto anyway.
Next entry: Toronto Diary (1)
Wednesday, 19 August 2009
CPAP diary (5)
I remember very clearly, once, I woke up totally refreshed. It was in Madison, WI, while I was a post-doc and basically being paid to do not a lot and get a lot of exercise and rest. I woke up one morning, and was just ... up. Awake. Ready to go. Not dozy, not yawning, not just wishing for five more minutes. And not needing it.
I'm not actually feeling this way now, but I'm definitely getting up easier. If the alarm goes off (being on "Research Leave" I have just been letting the machine do its work as much as possible), I maybe hit the snooze once or twice, but for the most part, I don't doze. I'm awake. I'm not really happy about getting up, preferring to snuggle up under the covers and play spaceman (no that' snot a euphemism for anything--remember that the mask covers my nose and mouth and makes neat hissing noises), and I'd definitely stay in bed if I had a choice. But if I set the alarm, it's because I have something to do, and generally speaking, I can now just get up and do it.
I'm not saying I'm refreshed. I'm not saying that I'm not fighting a depression-induced (I assume) desire to crawl back into bed a few hours later. But I get up. And get going.
Okay, 'going' may mean getting all the way to the living room to turn on the TV and the computer, and eventually making coffee and breakfast. But mornings have always been very, very hard for me. Except that one time in Madison. I'm much more a 'crack of noon' kind of guy.
Usually by the time the Daily Show comes on at 11 am (Comedy Network up here runs it and the Colbert show on a 12-hour delay) (they may run it earlier, but what are the odds I'm going to catch it) (I mean, I'm waking up easier, but not really working at getting up at a normal 'human' time of morning), I'm fed, caffeinated, caught up on e-mail and, more often than not lately, dressed.
It's so ... different.
I'm not actually feeling this way now, but I'm definitely getting up easier. If the alarm goes off (being on "Research Leave" I have just been letting the machine do its work as much as possible), I maybe hit the snooze once or twice, but for the most part, I don't doze. I'm awake. I'm not really happy about getting up, preferring to snuggle up under the covers and play spaceman (no that' snot a euphemism for anything--remember that the mask covers my nose and mouth and makes neat hissing noises), and I'd definitely stay in bed if I had a choice. But if I set the alarm, it's because I have something to do, and generally speaking, I can now just get up and do it.
I'm not saying I'm refreshed. I'm not saying that I'm not fighting a depression-induced (I assume) desire to crawl back into bed a few hours later. But I get up. And get going.
Okay, 'going' may mean getting all the way to the living room to turn on the TV and the computer, and eventually making coffee and breakfast. But mornings have always been very, very hard for me. Except that one time in Madison. I'm much more a 'crack of noon' kind of guy.
Usually by the time the Daily Show comes on at 11 am (Comedy Network up here runs it and the Colbert show on a 12-hour delay) (they may run it earlier, but what are the odds I'm going to catch it) (I mean, I'm waking up easier, but not really working at getting up at a normal 'human' time of morning), I'm fed, caffeinated, caught up on e-mail and, more often than not lately, dressed.
It's so ... different.
Wednesday, 12 August 2009
CPAP diary (4)
Here's something interesting. FSVO interesting.
I've always gone to sleep on my back. I've always woken up on my back. And in between I've always been a thrasher. People don't like sleeping with me because a) I snore like a chainsaw and b) I thrash. People who have shared a bed with me have ended up with bruises. But I have always gone to sleep and woken up on my back.
With the machine now, I've been waking up on my side. Comfortably. I wonder if all those decades of snoring and thrashing and poor sleep was just me trying to keep my airway open.
Had a rough morning yesterday, but after staying up until almost 3 in the morning, I didn't have too much trouble getting to sleep (I guess if you're not really going to sleep until 3 in the morning, it helps not to go to bed and nine and toss and turn for six hours). Woke up a couple of times, on my side, but didn't have too much trouble getting back to sleep. It took about 45 minutes to decide I was awake--9:45 to 10:30 or so--but then I hopped out of bed and have been okay for about 45 minutes. Which is a huge improvement over yesterday.
Lying low today, taking it easy, and trying to just keep on keepin' on.
I've always gone to sleep on my back. I've always woken up on my back. And in between I've always been a thrasher. People don't like sleeping with me because a) I snore like a chainsaw and b) I thrash. People who have shared a bed with me have ended up with bruises. But I have always gone to sleep and woken up on my back.
With the machine now, I've been waking up on my side. Comfortably. I wonder if all those decades of snoring and thrashing and poor sleep was just me trying to keep my airway open.
Had a rough morning yesterday, but after staying up until almost 3 in the morning, I didn't have too much trouble getting to sleep (I guess if you're not really going to sleep until 3 in the morning, it helps not to go to bed and nine and toss and turn for six hours). Woke up a couple of times, on my side, but didn't have too much trouble getting back to sleep. It took about 45 minutes to decide I was awake--9:45 to 10:30 or so--but then I hopped out of bed and have been okay for about 45 minutes. Which is a huge improvement over yesterday.
Lying low today, taking it easy, and trying to just keep on keepin' on.
Monday, 10 August 2009
CPAP diary (3)
Nothing new to report, and after this I'm not going to bother unless there is. The only thing that started to bug me last night that was new is that the silicone 'gasket' thingy that mediates the seal around the mask to my face, if that's the right way to put it, is just a little narrower than my big fat mouth, which means that there's some capillary action happening (or it feels like it is) out of the corner of my mouth and around that side of the seal.
The 'blowing out' of the seal under higher pressures was a little better last night. Once again, I didn't have an easy time getting to sleep, nor did I get the uninterrupted sleep we're all hoping for. On the other hand, the waking up refreshed, or at least more refreshed than usual, or at least feeling less like just turning over and going back to sleep, is still continuing. And despite considerable boredom (had a haircut this afternoon, and have basically been sitting here trying to come up with something useful to do for a couple of hours) I'm not really inclined to have a nap.
So in all, things may be getting better. Flat six all around, I'd say.
The 'blowing out' of the seal under higher pressures was a little better last night. Once again, I didn't have an easy time getting to sleep, nor did I get the uninterrupted sleep we're all hoping for. On the other hand, the waking up refreshed, or at least more refreshed than usual, or at least feeling less like just turning over and going back to sleep, is still continuing. And despite considerable boredom (had a haircut this afternoon, and have basically been sitting here trying to come up with something useful to do for a couple of hours) I'm not really inclined to have a nap.
So in all, things may be getting better. Flat six all around, I'd say.
Sunday, 9 August 2009
CPAP diary (2)
Well, I did end up taking a nap yesterday. A long one. Even by my standards. So sleep was not easily forthcoming when I finally went to bed. I ended up reading until about 3am before I felt like I could even try to drift off. Which is ironic since the novel I was reading had a scene where the protagonist/narrator reads a Sue Grafton novel until he can't keep his eyes open anymore.
Haven't read Sue Grafton since I or J, in case anyone is interested.
Woke up a few times during the night. Fewer mask problems this time, although when the pressures gets sort of high there's still more leakage than I'm happy with. Also the noise of the air whistling through the vents, which is pretty quiet at 5 cmH20, is actually kind of annoying, except it masks the resonance of the air moving through the hose, which is sort of annoying when you're trying to breathe regularly and clear your mind. But it's great for playing spaceman.
Sleepwise is a five again, but awakewise is probably a six. I've been up for a couple of hours now and don't feel like I really want to go straight back to bed, which is a leg up on yesterday. Doing a couple of loads of laundry this morning (well, it's noon now), which is making me feel very productive.
Haven't read Sue Grafton since I or J, in case anyone is interested.
Woke up a few times during the night. Fewer mask problems this time, although when the pressures gets sort of high there's still more leakage than I'm happy with. Also the noise of the air whistling through the vents, which is pretty quiet at 5 cmH20, is actually kind of annoying, except it masks the resonance of the air moving through the hose, which is sort of annoying when you're trying to breathe regularly and clear your mind. But it's great for playing spaceman.
Sleepwise is a five again, but awakewise is probably a six. I've been up for a couple of hours now and don't feel like I really want to go straight back to bed, which is a leg up on yesterday. Doing a couple of loads of laundry this morning (well, it's noon now), which is making me feel very productive.
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