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Sleep Apnea

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I listen to his heart beat
I feel his steady breath against my cheek
He sleeps heavily
I stay awake like every night before
I need to be ready, just in case
He stirs slightly his breath faltering
I pause, waiting ,waiting for the moment-
I gently relax when his breathing is returned
He stops breathing again, this time no quick return
I tense up praying for the next one soon
I panic when it never comes
He doesn't move
I try not to cry, but I'm not strong, I've weakened over many years
I reach for the phone, the dialtone sings
He jerks awake and looks for the sound
I smile relieved
I'm grateful for my husband's breath
He smiles his old crinkly smileand tells me

"Don't worry it's the Sleep

Apnea."
I smile back, but inside I cringe
I desperately wish everytime his breath stops
He'll wake again because with our old age, it won't always be just Sleep Apnea





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