Fucking Asthma

A 6-post collection

Wednesday, Breathing Easier

Today's discovery - I have been permanently exhausted because I've been having a Clayton's Asthma Attack for some months. Yay.

I should have known when some chunks came up to the outside of me. They were not a nice colour.

So now I'm doing all the things to loosen up the clinker and get some lung capacity back and some clear bronchii to breathe as well.

If I wake up at fuckoff at night, I'm taking a dose on the Nebuliser. During the day, I'm doing 3-hour doses.

With luck and good fortune, I should be way better in a couple of days and not feeling The Symptoms(tm).

...aaaannnnd seeing a lot of grey-green 'clinker'.

Fun times for this lung-impaired nerd.

Rant installment out soon. Story whenever because I also have PLNs to edit my Promptcast thing. And the Write-in is on, so... I have NO fucking idea when what is happening.

Best to get on with getting on with it.

Saturday, Parkrun Fail and Fucking Asthma

I thought Sneezin' and Wheezin' Season was finally done with me. I thought wrong.

I got giddy at about the 1/4 mark. Checked my nails... and I was turning blue. So I turned around. First time in about 2 years that I gave up on a parkrun. But... health also important and staying alive is a priority.

I'll put myself back on Max when I get home.

Right now, I am waiting at Adorable's place for Beloved and Adorable to return

Monday, Asthma Issues

Every time I catch a Lurgi, I end up with an asthma attack. As I write this, I'm going through another dose on the nebuliser. The bug I have has slowed me right down with some INTENSE lethargy.

I took a half-hour nap between stretchies this morning. I don't know how much of that is Lurgi and how much is Covid: Electric Boogaloo.

I'm not putting a number on it because nobody's tracing anything any more. And I am sincerely pissed off

Friday, Firkin Asthma

It's another Bad Air Day made worse by an anxiety attack. Fortunately for me, my Beloved helped me get some Ashwagandha before the rest of my astonishing shenanigans today.

It's after midday and I'm only now just getting down to posting the daily tale.

I'm going to at least try to summarise a chapter and tag a week before I go slobbing off to mess about for my own enjoyment.

Chapter count: Currently working on Chapter 258 of A Devil's Tale

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Thursday, I Need Air!

Sneezin' and Wheezin' Season is kicking my butt. STILL. I need long rugby socks to keep my fetlocks from freezing. STILL. Miss Chaos still has a cough. STILL.

Good news, I see the doc this friday. Just in time. I have almost run out of my meds.

I also know how to show proof of my jabs. Huzzah.

So today is a day of rest. I shall work on one chamber minimum in TaleSpire and not expect very much out of myself

Sunday and Shenanigans

Tale Foundry is doing its stream as I type. I spent most of my morning alternately watching Toasty doing amazing things with lines and blobs, and writing even more Koshdelia for funzies.

Descents into madness are delicious.

I have watched three more episodes of Legend of Vox Machina but I haven't spotted where they hid Matt Mercer this time. I shall have to find him. That little task will help me maintain consciousness until 4PM, when I must sleep before D&