Sounds Like Their Brain Is Oxygen Starved
(I am the manager of a 144-unit apartment complex. One of my long-term — ten years plus — residents, confides in me that his elderly uncle, whom he lives with, hid from him that he has bedbugs in his room. Very soon thereafter, I have my professional exterminator go into his apartment to do a thorough inspection. Yes, indeed, he has bed bugs. The exterminator and I then call the resident to report the findings and to discuss the treatment plan. The exterminator is telling the resident how to prepare for treatment, and he asks the resident:)
Exterminator: “Does anyone living in your home have any respiratory problems?”
Resident: “No, but my mother can’t go anywhere without her oxygen tank.”
Exterminator: “She will have to be out of your home at least overnight, and not just the normal four hours.”
(Later on that same day, the resident comes into my office to pick up the “preparation list” of what to do. As he’s reading it over, he says to me:)
Resident: “About my mother, it says we only have to be gone for four hours?”
(I stare at him for a puzzled moment, and then I remind him that the exterminator asked him is anyone in his family had respiratory problems. He looks frustrated and repeats to me:)
Resident: “No, she just can’t go anywhere without her oxygen tank!”
(I stayed calm, did not laugh, and told this 47-year-old man, father of two, that the reason his mother has an oxygen tank in the first place is because of respiratory problems.)