...of the rest of my life. Today should be the day that I pick up myCPAP machine, a baby air compressor which connects to a mask and supposedly prevents the apnoea events that have been the prime suspect for my incapacity over the last 18 months. I'm trying to remember what it's like to have energy - but can't. This should be interesting.
NB - this entry originally posted on blogger.com.
Published Friday, 8th April 2005, last updated on Sunday, 24th September 2006.
