Emperor1956
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FR: Well, I have severe obstructive sleep apnea, and so I use a CPAP machine every night. This means that my bed partner(s) have the wonderful experience of sleeping with Snoreasauraus, complete with a "crest" on top of My head that can flare up like a horny Cockatoo (or a lizard -- takes your pick). It also means that there is a steady stream of air blown from the exhaust valve (just about between My eyes) into the face (or whatever) of whomever I'm sleeping with. Sounds fun, eh? This results in a variety of behaviors from My bedmate, varying from the "build a fort with pillows and blankets so I can avoid Hurricane Emp. and get some sleep" to "I love to feel the wind in my hair" sports coupe pose. Probably the sweetest thing any bed partner ever said to Me was that she loved feeling the air because it made her feel that even in My sleep I was caressing her *smile*. E. Added: (1) Really, I'm told I'm a lot of fun to sleep with. I have references! (2) You might, if you have no idea what OSA is, wonder why I do all this every night? Well, it beats constant sleep deprivation, significant weight gain, exhaustion, heart palpitations and...oh yah...death. My former slave (who was with Me before and after the OSA diagnosis) said that before I started using the CPAP, she would stay awake all night watching Me sleep not out of love or romance, but out of fear that I would die, as I would choke, gasp for air and then appear to sleep for about a minute several dozen times a night. Fun Fun. If you suspect ANYONE you know has sleep apnea, get them tested and treated immediately. It is an insidiously dangerous medical condition. E.
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"When you wake up, Pooh," said Piglet, "what's the first thing you say?" "What's for breakfast? What do you say, Piglet?" "I say, I wonder what's going to happen exciting today?" Pooh nodded thoughtfully. "It's the same thing," he said.
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