So now I'm laying in bed, head smushed into the pillow, watching the black speckles flying around a field of black, waiting for the bed to stop whirling, when I realize that my breathing feels wrong. Actually, it isn't my breathing that's wrong. It's Flex firing up for the exhale before I'm ready. What a strange feeling it is. Still, too much of a hassle to do anything about at this point as that would mean standing and electronics and their cruel, bright screens.
I eventually get to sleep (and wake up again (and get to sleep again (and …))), and get out of bed for the day with a different headache. Yay! I traded one for another. I put my card into my computer, and what does it say? Someone flipped the Apnea Switch half-way through the night. Bah.


