RIP Jesse in 2020s

Wow, Jesse died in 2022. Every now and then, a random person I knew pops into mind and I run their name to see if anything comes up on them. His obit came up with thirty-something comments and even some pictures of him that people shared. He was 66 when he died of a “tragic accident.” Tom and I wouldn’t be surprised if alcohol were somehow involved with the way he drank. I searched, but I couldn’t find any news articles or anything pertaining to vehicle accidents, but there are so many ways you can die by accident besides that. Maybe he was doing a project on his land and he accidentally died that way.

I wonder who will get his property now. I’m guessing his son. Unless the plane craze has now taken over the skies of Auburn, it was such an ideal piece of land, secluded and peaceful, yet you didn’t have to drive the better part of an hour to get to stores.

He drove me so crazy with those damn dogs of his, yet he was quick to fix things and was understanding when we had to split our payments up or pay late due to the recession.

For those of you who don’t know, he had an 8-acre parcel of land with his house and a small trailer on it we rented from 2008 to 2013.

Ended up having pretty good energy yesterday, which was two days in a row, but now I’m back to normal. I had trouble falling asleep as I tend to when I have more energy and took melatonin, which leaves me groggy the next day. Woke up a few times just because, then a few more because of leaks. My allergies were acting up, and my nose was stuffier than usual. I’m definitely going to have to try a full-face mask.

The x-shaped tape didn’t quite work out because I not only had to apply two pieces, but air escaped through the sides. So I had to get up in the middle of my sleep to replace it with medical tape, which seems to work better. I took it off during my last hour or two of sleep, and I’m pretty sure air escaped my mouth two or three times.

The sleep report says I had 5.6 events and just 3 the night before, but it doesn’t count the times I woke up for no apparent reason. At least, I don’t think it does. I still say it’s hopeless no matter what I do, but if this can keep those terrifying suffocation spells away and keep me breathing easier when I’m awake, that’s better than nothing. Hopefully, I won’t have to wait days before I have decent energy again. I don’t know, maybe instead of getting one good day a week, I’ll actually get two.