Here is the poem, but this is the rough draft. I can't seem to find the finished version. I know I edited out the snake and added a different verse. Oh well. At least you will get an idea how to have fun with the cpap. The child I wrote it for went to the sleep study, but they decided to remove his tonsils and adenoids and see if that helped before putting him on a cpap. He did have a cousin who was encouraging him. I haven't heard back from his mother, so am assuming he did not have to go on the cpap.
I went to the hospital and what did I see
A doctor with stethoscope looking at me.
A probe on my head, a probe on my wrist
A probe on my leg and a probe on my chest
I’m wired and taped and covered in goo.
How do they expect me to sleep with this too.
The room has a mirror and a very big bed
I’m suppose to lay down with this stuff on my head.
The lights are turned down and I can’t hear a sound
Hopefully, sleep will soon come around.
I toss and I turn and I kick at the sheet
While Mom sits beside me in her very own seat.
She smiles and sings a soft lullaby,
Next thing I know the night has gone by.
They say I’m not breathing during the night
The cpap machine will make that all right.
There’s a mask for my face and a hose for the air
A tank for some water and the machine if I dare.
I don’t want to try it. It scares me you see
My cousin says “silly, there’s lots you can be.
The little brave elephant shows lots of spunk
When the mask and the hose are used for a trunk.
He raises his hose nose and lets our a roar
But that isn’t all, there is so much more.
Slithering snake from the hose I can make
To glide in the water of the bathtub lake.
Aviator scarf and aviator mask
When flying my plane is not much to ask
Listen in one end and talk in the other
It’s fun to make noises at one another
Black robes and helmet and add a light saber
Talking through mask makes me sound like Darth Vader
But the fireman suit is the very best thing
Mom made it for me to sleep in and dream
The humming machine on my night stand sits.
Around the cpap the fire engine fits.
The blue lights are on . I’m ready to roll
The hose is draped carefully over a pole.
The mask fits snuggly on top of my face
I’m ready for dreamland and my fireman’s race.
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