Dear all,
I've recently learned that I'm going to start on night oxygen. I am completely devastated about this, with ups and downs but more downs for the time being.
I am also in shock because I sleep so well, I have no headches and I feel rested, energetic and active during the day. So nothing could have prepared me for this.
Part of the reason why I'm so down is that I truly think this is going to have a high impact on my self-esteem. I'm about to move in with my boyfriend, so this couldn't have come at a worst time. I'm worried about the face marks, the noise the O2 tank makes in the room, and mostly the fact that oxygen tubing on my face will make me look pathetic. My self esteem is taking a big hit and I am embarrassed about the moments when I'll go to bed and wake up, next to my partner, with the tubing on my face. I can't get over that.
He loves me and he knows all about my CF and he's a very caring man who's stood by me through all this. He says this is only going to be just a minor hurdle and that the main thing is that he'll get to sleep next to me every night.
As nice as this is, I still feel terrible and less of a woman.
Has anyone gone through something similar, both in the role of the CF patient, or as the partner?
I've recently learned that I'm going to start on night oxygen. I am completely devastated about this, with ups and downs but more downs for the time being.
I am also in shock because I sleep so well, I have no headches and I feel rested, energetic and active during the day. So nothing could have prepared me for this.
Part of the reason why I'm so down is that I truly think this is going to have a high impact on my self-esteem. I'm about to move in with my boyfriend, so this couldn't have come at a worst time. I'm worried about the face marks, the noise the O2 tank makes in the room, and mostly the fact that oxygen tubing on my face will make me look pathetic. My self esteem is taking a big hit and I am embarrassed about the moments when I'll go to bed and wake up, next to my partner, with the tubing on my face. I can't get over that.
He loves me and he knows all about my CF and he's a very caring man who's stood by me through all this. He says this is only going to be just a minor hurdle and that the main thing is that he'll get to sleep next to me every night.
As nice as this is, I still feel terrible and less of a woman.
Has anyone gone through something similar, both in the role of the CF patient, or as the partner?