Core Dump
Issues with my CPAP treatment and my solutions.
I have been treated for sleep apnea for a long time. Recently I have got a new machine and my incidents per hour have gone up a lot and my mask isn't sealing.
So I have been evaluating myself over the past two weeks and this is what I think is the problem.
I. Problems
Sleeping on my back consistently
Can’t sleep on side because of shoulder going to sleep (circulation) Waking up with discomfort
Stress, my unsteady financial situation.
nasal congestion
Lack of exercise
Cleanliness of this old house. There is something here aggravating my sinuses at times.
Need to lose more weight
II. Solutions (issues)
nasal decongestant, get a decongestant that consistently works and use it regularly.
clearing sinuses with saline
Sleeping on my side, have to solve shoulder issues
Planning walks and yard work consistently, have to make time regardless of financial situation.
Find the time to clean or get someone to help.
Get a full face mask to solve the mask sealing issue.
Staying in today.
Driving the Kennedy (My Rideshare adventure.)
As everyone in Chicago knows by now there is a reconstruction going on with the reversible lanes on the Kennedy Expressway. Which is phase 2 of the project. Well, I drove it today going from Addison to downtown as I was taking a passenger to her destination.
When I started out Waze was directing me down Oak Park Ave to Addison and then to the Kennedy. On the way, Waze had an alternate route. It was so twisty and still ended up on the Kennedy at Diversey I just decided to go to the Kennedy and get on.
It was really slow going, creeping up the ramp to the expressway. When I got on it was just too jammed packed and I decided to get off at Kimball. Of course, there wasn't an easy way to get somewhere to take me south. I worked around and realized very quickly that every course I could take would end up crossing the Kennedy at some point and getting us back into a traffic jam. So after going to the streets, I got back on the Kennedy at Diversey. Got on, it was better than back where I originally got on at Avondale. So I worked my way to the third lane where traffic was starting to go faster. After about more minutes I made it to her destination. Thanked her for riding with me through the adventure. She thanked me for getting her to her destination.
I left this post in draft. Since that ride, I've been on the Kennedy several more times. I just can't understand how there isn't an effective alternate. It shows how dependent people are on this expressway. If you're going to O'hare from the city, you have to take the expressway in because it's the single access point. I hope that in the future planners and transit activists can come together to make a better plan for the city. While the activists want a plan with better transit, bike paths, and walkable commercial areas that are easy to get to without the use of a car which could help ease traffic issues in this city. Making it easier to restructure traffic to stop the increase in vehicle use. It makes any industry connected with car use richer but does nothing for the people who have to use it. It leads to this very issue I'm speaking about above which no one wants.
One day from another year
I wake up on April 6th at about 4:45, thinking about driving, its 5:49am, I'm thinking about what is coming in my next year of life. I'm looking forward because of my opportunity at the end of the month. Now I have a broken washing machine. I have to remember to go by that appliance shop on Exchange and ask do the do repairs or do they just sell. Depending on their answer I either get this Maytag washer fixed or I'm going to have to wait longer to get a washer. I need a dryer also since I need to conserve my time. Hanging up things to dry causes more issues than it fixes.
On that subject I need to work on my wardrobe. Since I was just taking care of mom and granny my normal outfit was jogging pants and t-shirts. Most of my other clothes are so old I'm afraid I'm going to wear those out soon.
The house needs some fixing, I've documented everything, priced the parts and have to tools. Some of these things I can do myself but that attic window, naw man I don't do heights.
I'm behind on my bills but I'm choppin away on it.
Despite all of this I'm going though, I'm looking forward to the middle of the month and beyond. This opportunity will put me in a space where I can handle all of this. I thank all the people that have made this possible. I know nothing in my life happens without help from someone. I've always felt people were put in my life for a purpose, for me to help them, for them to help me or both. It can be directly or indirectly, most people simply call them blessings. For all the hard work I did they are coming.
Do I see the end of the tunnel?
I decided to do another blog post tonight while sitting here listing to some mellow jazz. This is the only thing that calms down my cat when she is in heat. It actually is inspiring me. So I might have to do this when I'm working to keep me focused. I have been updating my server in my home lab and working on CloudFlare.
Next week is April and then the 7th is my birthday. I feel so close to being where I want to be I worked for Techmate for almost a year. I'm hoping I get pulled into this job I'm at. This will unleash me from the financial chains I've been under.
It will help me afford to stay in the family home, get it fixed, keep my car and allow me to go to New Mexico to check on the land I got from my granny.
I feel I'm on the crest of doing all I want to do for the rest of my life. I had dreams of starting my IT Business, that isn't dead its been on life support for a few years. With what can happen in April all that can change.
At first when I got the Kia Forte GT Line, I didn't like the color, Fire Orange. Now I embrace it. I'm going to buy some Garfield and Heathcliff stickers for it. At first I didn't know which one I wanted to name the car. I just call it Orange Kat.
The House isn't at the point I want anyone to come over. Its why I haven't invited anyone over. I do need some help from the ladies to come by and help me go though my mother's and grandmother's clothes. So I can do one of three things, toss, give away and sell. I haven't got anyone to come help me do that yet and its been 2 years. I have other things to fix and will start to improve. I have a lot of thoughts I want to put into this place and making it mine. When I do, get ready for the yard parties in the summer.
I use to road trip quite a bit back in the day. Some days when I'm driving Uber or Lyft and get one of those 20+ mile trips that are mostly expressway. I feel that roadtrip itch come back. I'm also a train buff and I will do one or the other to get around. Never really be a plane or a boat guy so I'll leave that to someone else. I can see myself traveling around the midwest and down south in the Forte, that has grown on me as a great road car. Then taking the train to New Mexico and then riding the local trains there.
Its 10:07 let me go get ready for bed. Gotta be at EBG at 9am for work. I'm getting to the point where I feel like my struggle might have been worth it.
If you want to catch the mood of me when I was writing this. Play the music I was playing from Youtube when I wrote this.
The Battle Within
I saw a Youtube video on the Dry Creek Wrangler School channel. It's the last place I thought I would see a good video about loneliness. But hey he is a cowboy so maybe I'll get a good tip or two. He said something that blew me away and made me think.
When he said that I was like, wow, hold up a minute. I thought back through my life. Where I wanted to be, where I could have been, and where I am now. I realized some time ago that I put on a facade when I walk out that door. My grandmother always told me to protect myself by not letting too many people into your inner circle of thought. So I did. Only a handful of people have EVER been in that inner circle. There are people that believe they are there but they aren't. Only a few people know I usually am angry most of the time since I was 33 years old. I'm surprised it doesn't show physically but I cope in my own ways. So from 33 until this year that smiling man in front of you probably was mad underneath. You didn't have anything to fear cause the anger wasn't with anyone else, it was with myself.
I had goals of having my career in order, well I got sidetracked, but I can deal with that. I wanted to be in a good relationship as I'm not the player player. Well ok, I'm 33 it's ok I got prospects. Then when I thought I had that prospect I told her. She seemed happy. Then she got pregnant, and things flipped instantly. I'm not gonna go through the entire story cause I don't want to relive that again. But it ended with me and her at an abortion clinic. I know I didn't want to be there but I gave her the choice because it was her body and I had no right to tell her she had to have it.
After it was over I went on my way. It was 3 years later around the same time of the year. My mother walked up to me, looked me in the eyes, and said "STOP!!" I looked at her, "What?". She told me to stop being sad about something I couldn't control. She didn't want the baby and every year since then you get depressed about it, stop, please. She told me to move on and I did.
Little did I know there was a little angry man still hanging around. Every so often he would come out but I would put him back in the box. Until one day he was out for good and I couldn't put him back. So I started to just be that nice guy, jovial never had a bad thing to say. Inside I was like "Hulk SMASH!" The target wasn't anyone outside it was me.
It ate at me until I left and moved to Columbus where I stayed with someone. But I knew inside I had to move out quickly. So I told her in one month I'll be in my own place. I lived up to my promise and had my own place.
At first I was ok, man on my own. I did all the things I needed to do for myself. I had calmed down that little angry man and caged him up. But being in my own place, not really being out and about and making new friends. The little angry man started coming back. This time I got sick, I was in the hospital worried that I might die. The blessing came in the form of Dr Striker, not the one on WGN but her brother who use to work with my mother at Micheal Reese in Chicago. He came in and said to me "Litzsey that's a familiar name". I told him about my mother and her being a nurse. He told me he worked with her. He assured me he was going to take good care of me. He was the cardiologist that was going to do my pericardial. After my procedures, I had a tube in my chest draining the fluid from around my heart and I had something in my neck so they could break any blood clots. My mother came down. After some scary moments, I made it through. I got back home and mom looked at me and told me I wasn't staying here.
Back to Chicago, I went and everything after that taking care of mom and granny and all I spoke about in another blog post.
Now they are both gone. The time I took care of them I felt like I was ok. I wasn't. Being alone in this house has sparked the little angry man. I was afraid because this is the first time in my life I didn't have someone around me that knew. I began to get angry at myself because I didn't plan better. I didn't execute things before my mother passed to have me in a better position. She always worried about this and told me. Here I am, closed down business, no job and the choice of selling the house and moving on to God knows what or trying to do something to hang on. I did the latter and decision after decision that didn't go my way feed the little angry man, that man shouted at me. Look how fucked up you are. Look no one cares about you, not a soul has come by to comfort you. You have no real friends you never had. Oh if one more person says I'll pray for you I'm gonna smack them in the mouth!! Fuck them, Fuck you!!!
I was so angry at one point I didn't even leave the house unless I had to. Then when certain people reached out I was in no condition to be around them. I didn't think I would break it.
Then my little cutie came across the street, walked on my porch and looked around, and chose to be with me. I'm talking about Adora my cat. She dealt with the little angry man at certain points when I caught her doing something, I had to run in my room and shut my door and scream into the pillow. She gave me something to care for. Something that always keeps me grounded. I'm good......naw not yet.
I might not get angry but I get sad, he is just as bad as the angry man. He puts me in a place where I remember what the angry man shouted at me and reminds me nothing has changed.
Back to Dwayne from Dry Creek Wrangler School. He said something that I need to take at heart I need to like me. All the goals missed, all the things that happened, the fact that I'm with myself. I have to love and believe in me or nothing else will matter. That little angry man really didn't exist it was my self hatred. The fact that I didn't live up to my lofty goals. Well hell does anyone? I'm just the guy the believed I could and when I didn't I put myself down. It's the reason no friend could really help me. All they could do was advise. Looking out this window I'm still a little mad but I have to use that to get up and do something about it despite how I feel or who is here to help me. I know physically I can't do everything around here but I'll do what I can and I know my blessings will come like they always have at the important moments of my life. Its still going to be a struggle but its a struggle I can work on with the understanding I've gained.
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