My CPAP mask finally broke for good last night, right as I put it on to go to bed. There wasn’t anything I could do about it, so I tucked in and went without. This morning, I have the good ol’ swollen uvula, but it’s not as bad as it might be, because I made a point of sleeping mostly on my side.

I need to see if Sur-Med is open today, and swing by to pick up a replacement…not in the mood to aggravate the situation any more.

In better news-

*Happy 3rd Birthday, Newt!*

I love my little orange boy!

my MSN piccies are back! Only took a week or two… I wonder what the die-lemma was?

Well, off to get my mask, and a spare in case it happens again. Then to return and play Newtie-party games. Until later, dear journal!