Somehow, if it's not 6 of one thing it is half dozen of another !!!!!! That's the story of our life with COPD !!!!!!! Yes, I am worn out from the trip to the hospital for tests. But there is definitely something else going on !!!!!!!
For the past couple of weeks I've seemed to get weaker and weaker and my breathing kept getting steadily worse. Last night about 2 am I realized why. This is the most incredible thing I've ever been witness to, gals !!!!!!!! You know that I've told you about my cat "Shadow" 
tapping me on the cheek with her little paws until she wakes me up because she knew that my cannula had come out of my nose !!!!!!
This has happened several times. Each time I've just been blown away that she knew what was wrong and also knew what she needed to do to 'fix it'. Remember people talk about animals having a sixth sense ? Well, Shadow's is very fine tuned !!!!!
Almost every night without fail Shadow just barely waits until I get settled and ready to fall asleep before she climbs up on me and settles down to sleep herself. She just lays there waiting for her signal that I'm ready to fall asleep. That is until last night. Instead of her regular routine she acted strangely, very strangely.
She would bounce up on the bed, get in my face and then back on the bed or on the floor and then start all over again. All the while she was acting....... frantic, for lack of a better word. I kept telling her that I had to be up at 6:30 am because I had to go to the hospital for tests in the morning. She paid absolutely NO attention at all. Nothing I said made a difference. Actually she kept getting more and more frantic. I need to mention that her getting up in my face and just staring at me is her normal routine for checking on me. All during the day she does this routinely about every 20 minutes or so. If and when she starts checking on me more often, you can bet that in approximately 1-2 weeks I will have a really bad episode. For this reason I've learned to pay attention to what she does and 'says' !!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok, back to last night about 1:30 am.  Like I said she was in a frantic mood jumping up on the bed, onto me, stare into my eyes like she was trying to get me to understand what she needed me to know and then back down on the floor. She was getting gradually more frantic as time went by. Now it's about 2 am this morning.
Finally I remembered that she would wake me to tell me that my cannula wasn't in my nose but had come loose. I decided to check to make sure it was actually in my nose. With these soft cannulas some times it is hard to tell if it is in your nose or not because it is so very comfortable. Yes, it was ok. Then I realized that when I pulled the cannula out of my nose to make sure it was actually in tight that there was no good flow of oxygen like usual. First thing I did was to check my liquid oxygen tank to see if it was coming out of the tank on full force...... 2 litre. It was coming out of the tank just fine. I was at a loss to explain why I wasn't getting my full amount of oxygen. Then I decided to check my 50' tubing for a hole or tear. I started at the tubing attached to the cannula. Then I got to the place where the tubing on the cannula hooked together with the 50' tubing with a swivel connector. Right where the cannula tubing fastened onto the connector it looked as if it had been sliced or cut even though I knew there was no way it could have been. It might have had a weak point there that finally gave in or several other reasons. Whatever it was just hanging by a 'thread' meaning that I was getting hardly any oxygen at all !!!!!!!!!!!!! Here's the deal....... it could have been days or even weeks that the tear, slice or whatever had been happening. Who knows how it started ? But the result was the same no matter how it happened. If Shadow hadn't kept at me until I finally found what her problem/my problem was......... I wouldn't have made it through the night. I have no doubt about that. I still get goose bumps on my arms when I think about what happened !!!!!!! It was a flat out miracle that Shadow KNEW that something was wrong and WHAT was wrong. It was also a miracle that I was able to think clearly enough, concerning the problems I've had since the surgery in November, to figure out what was wrong with Shadow and why she was acting so frustrated !!!!!!!!! I used my good strong 3M tear by hand packaging tape to 'fix' it temporarily. Then later in the day, much later after the tests were done at the hospital, I remembered that I had kept back a couple of the old 50' tubing after I switched to a new one. My thinking was that I might just hit a hard patch with the money and not be able to buy the tubing when I needed it and that it might be advisable to have a couple of old ones to use just in case. Thank God I kept them back. All the way around there were several miracles involved here very early this morning (Tuesday) !!!!!!! I'm still blown away about it, gals.  I'm literally worn out and have to be up at 6:30 am again tomorrow .
I'm still quite weak from last night's excitement. I don't know how long it's going to take for me to recoup from the damages done for how ever long I was getting little to no oxygen, but it won't happen over night.
Praise God that He brought Shadow into my life. She IS my best friend and my caretaker, too !!!!!!!!! At least I should be able to sleep straight through the night tonight.   Continued:-