My Oxy Con

The thing that supplies my oxygen to my torch, in case you missed my saga, has a broken compressor. Frank took it apart to see if we could fix it since we couldn't find anyone in the area who would - turns out if you are not a medical patient using the machine to breathe, no one wants to touch it, even if you are willing to pay good money for it. So here it is, the thingy broke right off the thingy (see my red dots). Now we have a list of compressor parts/rebuilt people to call in the morning - maybe they won't care that it came out of a medical machine that is not being used for medical purposes. At least I feel we are closer to getting it fixed now.