Every night
Washes the air mask that keeps him breathing
Puts hot cloths on his sore eyes
Does the Physio stretches for his sore back
Takes the pills for heart, insomnia, reflux, and depression
Installs his earplugs to shut out the nightly noises
Snaps the night guard onto his teeth to stop the grinding
Tapes his mouth shut so the airflow from the machine will not escape
A little cream around the nose to prevent itching
On with the mask, out with the lights, Sweet Dreams. ZZZZZZZZ
Aremyfeetofftheground 
Phew, quite an exercise. I hope no one you know has to go through this. But you’ve expressed the pain and tediousness of this nightly ritual without saying a word connoting pain or tedious. Marvellous!
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I write in the third person so it doesn’t sound like I’m complaining too much. Thanks for your kind comments.
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You’re welcome. But gosh, that means you do this every night. I repeat, quite an exercise. I can’t write anything more on this because I feel any words will feel shallow. But I admire you for not complaining about it. 🙏😊
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Pradita, thank you. Just some of the complications of age. Still fighting the battle!
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I hope you come out victorious from this battle. TC 🙂
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Beautiful words so well composed, Lee.
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Thanks for your kind words.
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