I sure hope I continue to have suitable natural oxygen the rest of my life. I would absolutely hate having being tethered to one of those portable oxygen tanks.
I would react the same as Grandma Henke…
I don’t know what I expected, but I had a hard time controlling my tears when the poor man carried everything into our living room. All of a sudden I felt very old and “crippled”. After he left I held a private pity party (well unfortunately Lynn was unwittingly invited) and I shed a few tears and wallowed off and on all afternoon…
Why isn’t there a cooler way to get Oxygen into your system than those ugly tubes and that ugly cannister? Do they have to be so big and intrusive? Baby-boomers still think they are 30 and cool so…
Invent one of these please (before I need it):
- InnerTubes. A device that can be shoved up your butt to introduce oxygen without everyone thinking you are about to keel over and die.
- YourAirness. A small oxygen container that can be tucked away under clothes so you don’t have to wheel around a week’s worth of breathing material.
- EarVent. Tiny tubes that fit into your ears to introduce life. You ever sneeze and have your ears pop? They are connected right? your ears and your lungs? Somehow?
Are there still Oxygen Bars? Those are cool. Why is cool aways reserved for the able-bodied?
It’s bad enough to have to sleep with a contraption on my cranium because of sleep apnea. At least I can pull the covers over my head and hide. I don’t know who I’m hiding from! Shut up.
Decision: If I ever need Oxygen, I am going full-bore Mike Nelson. Yup, wetsuit and full face mask with TWO giant tanks on my back.