Here is a hysterically true story to add to the "joys" of CPAP use while travelling:

I have just returned from an 8-day medieval re-enactment camping trip called SCA Estrella War XXV. Yes, my trusty CPAP and battery back-up system went with me and worked like a charm.

Every day, one of my hale and hearty knights would carry my very heavy Lifeline battery & charger up to Chiurgeon Point (medieval first-aid station) to be recharged for my night's use. On Saturday night the little traveling cart my battery sits on to keep it off the ground couldn't be found. As my entire encampment was sitting around the fire enjoying themselves, my Baron stands up and in a loud voice proclaims "Has anyone seen Leah's cart for her PAP SMEAR MACHINE?" I'm not kidding!!!!!!! That's what he said!! The entire group looked with the either raucous laughter brought on by the ingestion of alcohol or looks of total shock and then laughter! The Baron looks at me and says "What? What do you call that thing?" After I stopped laughing, which took a while, I just looked at him and said, "Well, it's not called THAT!"

Yes, my cart was found and my battery put into my tent for that night's use but the story of Leah and her "pap smear machine" will now go down in Kingdom history.

Huzzah!