Same, Watch, Same

I know the feeling. Getting older is not for the weak.

I’m fighting the good fight, I hope. The doctor has me on a CPAP machine night due to severe sleep apnea and while it’s telling me that I’m sleeping so much better, I’m not feeling it and sort of hate the CPAP with the white hot fire of a thousand brillian suns. I also got myself an Oura ring to be monitoring my vitals 24/7/365 – so far all it does is scold me for not going to bed earlier and congratulate me on using the CPAP.

Between the Apple Watch, the Oura ring, and the CPAP I’m turning Borg right before our eyes. It’s not nearly as much fun as Picard made it seem.

I would like to meet Seven of Nine or the Borg Queen. You know, just for kicks.