I shall be contacting the oxygen team on Monday. I had thought they would be contacting me but I cannot wait any longer.
I was told to use the oxygen when I was active. Not when sitting down. This is the oxygen set at 2 from the bottle in the chariot. I have to sniff it in. I have had a few scary episodes when try as I might nothing happens when I sniff in. The DP has to come and change the tubes. We both worry as to what might happen if this occurs when he is out.
At night the oxygen making machine feeds me a constant level 1 via the green snake. A total of 15 hours is prescribed. I check my oxygen levels with a pulsometer. The level should be in the high 90s. It never gets to that. I am lucky to wake up with it at 90. After that it fluctuates from 47 upwards. So I am using the oxygen when eating and or chatting even though sat down. This after being nagged at by the DP.
This afternoon I had seen the weather forecast promised better weather than yesterday. So I was out of the car. Oxygen attached and off. Still the wind though not as strong. Cold. Nasty. Indeed 'Orrid.
The sea was not rough like yesterday but still plenty surf.
I managed to walk to the Kessock Burn then turned to return. The wind was now in my face. I panicced. I could not breathe. But of course I did. Managed to get to a shelter and out of the wind. But it really should not be like this.
So I will be contacting the Oxygen team on Monday.
Well on a lighter note the tree is up and lit. Decorations brought in from the garage. Hoping there is not a mouse in the bag as there was last year.
And we have new neighbours. Sheep in the field across the lane.