Saturday, October 10, 2015

Hooking Up - Senior Style

You've probably heard the term "hooking up" that the young people use today to, you know.

Just because we're old doesn't mean we can't "hook up" as well.

It's odd when you think about it.  The first year we stayed in Whispering Pines Campground in Holmen WI, I spent the first night in a sleep clinic and was diagnosed with severe sleep apnea.  I stopped breathing 72 times in one hour...which is not good.

Sleep apnea is a very serious condition and can lead to stroke, heart failure and death.  It didn't take a lot to convince me I needed to become friends with my CPAP machine.

When you stop breathing in your sleep the body assumes its under attack and the fight or flight response is triggered, flooding the body with adrenaline.  So in my case I had a lot of adrenaline pumping through my syst

Left Brain was found to be a candidate for a sleep study, but it wasn't scheduled until later in July, which would mean a three hour drive back to La Crosse for this procedure.  Luckily he was on the cancellation list and got a call to go in the last night of our stay in Whispering Pines. 

Too wired up to sleep

Yup...he came back with a CPAP machine as well.  A newer, much fancier and smaller model than the one I have.  I was a tad jealous.  I'm thinking there's something about staying at Whispering Pines that causes sleep apnea. 

He's adapting very nicely to it and now we are both waking up fresh and rested.

Love Live (and breathe) the Queen


  1. At first I thought you were going to talk about hooking up the car and things to See-more. This is even more important, though. I am glad that you both have knowledge of this and found resolution. You can both breathe easy now. You & Left Brain were obviously meant to hook-up together.

  2. That looks like a useful piece of kit. I used to get sleep apnea, awful condition. Doc advised no wine or spirits so I've been on beer or cider since and had no problems.

  3. Gosh, I'm so glad this is working out for both of you. I'm so glad I don't (knock on wood) have to deal with something like this. The oxygen, when needed, is plenty for me. Sleep well my friends, hugs, Edna B.