Oxygen and other Annoying Elements

I'm getting crabby that my mom's room is becoming cluttered with apparatus.  There is a giant, lumbering oxygen tank on wheels, a nebulizer with excessive tubing dominating her dresser, too many towels and mountains of mouth swabs in her bathroom.  A portable oxygen tank has taken over her walker basket   The feng shui is all wrecked now and I am beginning to hate oxygen, portable or otherwise.