Friday, 28 June 2013
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Thursday, 13 June 2013
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Sunday, 9 June 2013
Saturday, 8 June 2013
Thursday night I'd had enough of the nasal mask. A bit of congestion and my air supply is restricted. You try breathing through your mouth and then all the pressurized air from your nose is shooting out your mouth and you wake up. I traded in for the full face mask yesterday and Friday night went much better.
There's a bit more fussing around at night and in the morning and I feel like I'm in some sort of experiment every night but if it helps get my blood pressure down it will be worth it. I still have to go back to the sleep clinic for another sleep over so they can fine tune my pressure setting but at least I know that I can make it through the night with all the gear strapped to my head.
Friday, 7 June 2013
But the biggest turnaround was Shutter Island, which I watched again last night. This was a movie that came packaged with the knowledge that a M. Night Shyamalan-type twist was waiting for you at the end. And when it came, it was a big "meh". The ending wasn't something that really "clicked" the rest of the movie into a different focus.
Movies that really accomplished that trick well were The Sixth Sense and The Others. Compared to those standouts, Shutter Island's reveal seemed kind of muted and lacked the impact of the other films. But watching it again and knowing the full context, the impact can be felt in the subtle and telling performances of the entire cast. A great movie on second, third, and fourth viewings.
Thursday, 6 June 2013
I had the honor of bringing Paige on her first trip to the LCBO. It was a magical moment. For me anyways. She mostly slept. As I brought my bottle up to the counter, the cashier peered into Paige's carrier and made an appropriate "awww".
Then she said "Ooh, and she looks brand new too!".
To which I replied, "Yup, she's fresh out of the box".
Fresh out of the box.
As soon as I said it, I realized that I could have chosen a better phrase. The cashier didn't say anything but I was still relieved when Paige broke the awkwardness of the moment with some fussing.
Wednesday, 5 June 2013
For the first two weeks of Paige's life, interpreting her demands was pretty straight forward. Paige cries, she's hungry. Plug in boob, problem solved. But the last couple days she's discovered she can express her discontent on all sorts of issues. Unfortunately we haven't figured out how the "I'm hungry" cry is different than the "that Radiohead song is really annoying" cry. It can be frustrating but I'm sure we'll get all the communication issues worked out soon enough.
The first step was to disassemble the old prototype and get a base form together with the old MDF platform and using 1/2" foam to build up the features I needed:
Sunday, 2 June 2013
Oh dear god, it's everywhere! All up her back! Contain! Contain! Wipes and new diaper ready just start cleaning this up. Oh god she's not done! She got me again! Sweet jesus it's a poop fountain! More wipes! Just try and catch most of it. Maybe form a poop dam with the wipes. Keep it all in one spot at least. Heads up! Another wave! Jesus we have a breach in the dam. IT'S ON MY ARM!!! Oh god it's on me!!! Focus man! Baby is clean, get her to a clean site, get poop off arm, get new diaper cinched in. The source has been plugged. Process the rest of the contaminated site. Good Lord I need a drink.