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This is me all hooked up in the home test for sleep apnea equipment.  There is a cannula snuggled into my nose to monitor my breathing.  It must be taped into place and connected to the monitor on my chest.  There is an oxygen monitor on my index finger.  That, too is taped into place and attached to the chest device.  The strap around my chest monitors my chest movements.  More cords and plugs.  There is also a strap around the abdomen to monitor movement there.  Then,  you go to bed, knowing that your breathing is being monitored four ways from Sunday, and try to breathe normally and fall asleep.  Right.  I was still mostly awake an hour later when DH came to bed.  He looked down at me in the midst of my tapes and wires, smiled, and carefully kissed me on the lips.  I do so love that man!

Finally I started telling myself stories, and nodded off.  The monitor tells me it is happy with the results, so I can take it back to the lab today.

While the nice young men were teaching me how to hook things up, they got it all fitted and adjusted and then asked me, "Are  you comfortable with this?"  I replied, "Resistance is futile.  You will be absorbed into the Borg collective." Luckily, they got it and laughed.

The test was painless and only slightly inconvenient.  And I didn't need to buy classy new jammies.  Now to see what results we got.