In the hospital, they always want to know a person’s oxygen level. The machine is loud and irritating, and my numbers would drop when I slept. The alarm would chime, waking the deepest of sleeper. I’m not sure if I would call it a win win… but I knew to breathe more deeply. The loss of sleep might be questionable.
The pulse oximeter attaches to the center finger on the right hand.
The pulse oximeter attaches to the center finger on the right hand. It has a bright red light that shines through the cells and reads the oxygen saturation. Every time I looked, my mind called out “ET phone home”, and I wanted to join fingertips with a person in the room.