Driving the kids (or grandkids) around used to drain my energy. I was always worried about getting short of breath waiting in the car line at school. Now, I just plug Rosie into the car adapter. While I wait for practice to end, I’m sitting in the driver’s seat, watching my shows on my phone, breathing easy. I’m not "sick Mom." I’m just Mom, parked outside, chilling.
Here is what the Mom POV of portable oxygen actually looks like: mom pov rhonda 50 year old with portable
Transitioning to life with a "portable" can be a jarring shift, often requiring a total mindset overhaul to move past the initial frustration of being tethered to a device. Driving the kids (or grandkids) around used to
My favorite moment happened just yesterday. I was at the grocery store, fretting over which brand of olive oil to buy for the family reunion. Instead of standing in the aisle paralyzed by indecision, I just pulled out my portable setup, video-called my sister, and showed her the options. We laughed, we decided, and I moved on. Ten years ago, I would have just bought the wrong one and suffered the silent judgment at the dinner table. While I wait for practice to end, I’m