That meant, day and night, this stupid blood pressure cuff would blow up and deflate. Around the clock. Interrupting my sleep. Hour upon hour. Around the fucking clock! That's right. Around the fucking clock. Interrupting my fucking sleep. Hour upon fucking hour. Around the fucking clock!
I already wake up at least 300 times a night due to my severe sleep apnea. I sure didn't need this.
I looked at the display each time the monitor went off. The top number varied from a high of 153 to a low of 113. See, I told them, him, that it varied.
Anyway. Here I am trying to figure out the display during one of the tests. Yep, 153.
Hey, I'm naked! What else do you expect me to be doing when I'm naked. AND Lori is at work.. Now if she was here and I was naked, she'd be naked and we'd be ........ uh, snuggling.
Happy Defective HNT!