An Explanation of the Title
Titles mean a great deal to me. I might have already mentioned this fact but since they mean a great deal to Sara as well, the search for a series title turned turned into a quest of massive proportions comperable only to the search for a cast.
There are two sources for this title. The first is the poem "Variations on the word Sleep" by Margaret Atwood.
The other is a story that my cousin told me about one of his best friends. He-- let's call him Jamie-- was in ICU because of complications: his brain haemmorhaged, sending him into a coma for a week. Because of the bruising, when he woke up, he had difficulty remembering words. He'd talk around the words he needed or use words that were closely related. For example, instead of "tree" he'd say, "That really tall plant that can have fruit and squirrels live in it." Or alternatively, "Christmas" would replace "tree."
This particular friend has a girlfriend and from all accounts they are so darned sweet together you get plaque watching them. Let's call her "Noelle" because 'twas the season. For a few weeks after he woke up from his coma, he couldn't say the name "Noelle;" he just couldn't access that information. Instead, he called her "Oxygen."
"Good night, Oxygen."
"Want some really gross hospital Jell-o, Oxygen?"
My cousin pondered aloud after relating this story, "How awesome is it that Jamie's relates Noelle to oxygen. It's like, to him she's as important as air. Isn't that like... wow?"