Sunday, May 23, 2010


You know that sickening feeling when there are mischievous beings (toddlers, teenagers, pets) in the house and it's quiet and no signs of life nearby, yeah, that feeling. I had it. I turned to Hubby and asked, "Where's Bentley?"

Rushing towards the bedroom, he was mumbling, "I was afraid of this."

Wisely, deciding not to follow my husband, I just waited. I was soon made aware of what had been entertaining our robust little guy. It seems that my husband had left the bedroom door open and Bentley had jumped on the bed, where he found the c-pap mask.

Bentley came bounding out of the bedroom unaware that his entertainment for the last few minutes was an expensive piece of crucial medical equipment in our household. Great restraint kept harsh words from addressing the permanent damage to the squishy blue parts of the mask.

Until the doctor's office opens tomorrow, my artistic talents and a handy roll of medical tape pieced together an older worn out mask. The victim of Bentley's entertainment didn't have enough left to piece together, so luckily we had an older mask that had previously died a natural death.

As I type, the energetic boy, with the panting tongue, is still bouncing around, unaware that he is lucky to have such a forgiving master. No harsh words (yes, we did talk to Bentley about his misbehavior) and for sure no hitting. We (read "Hubby" here) will have to be more diligent with doors and keeping chewable items out of the exploring jaws of our little boy.

Potatoes okay to explore; C-pap masks not so much.


  1. An extra note, the blue gel stuck in little guy's black beard...had to cut it out.

  2. That was a really good post. It helped me to make sense of some of the issues with the subject.

  3. dharmesh,

    I appreciate you reading my blog and posting a comment; however, I don't quite understand how it helped clarify any issues for you. Could you explain what you meant? Thank you.

  4. On the road.....didn't read the blog completely yet. I use the neoprene nostril pillow with mine. You hardly know it's there...unless you are looking at it from the other side of the bed.....guess she appreciates the quiet these days, but I wonder what it's like for your lover to have to remove their "trunk" when the moment is right......