It’s That Time of Year Again!

The lung fairy visited me this year! I made it through Halloween and got to participate in a great deal of fun before the ole lungs threw up the white flag, and my inhalers started becoming ineffectual. Yeah, asthma can be a real bitch, but that’s life.

Now that the wind has picked up and temperatures have started to drop… I begin my annual tug-o-war between me and bronchitis. I get it, my dad gets it, and my mema gets it, too. Pretty much everyone on my father’s side of the family has an annual visit from Mr. Bronchitis.

Last year was slightly more challenging being that I discounted bronchitis symptoms for asthmatic symptoms and landed in Pneumoniaville off and on for a couple months. It was quite a humbling, if not slightly creepy, experience having lunch with my dad sporting a medical face mask and latex gloves.

However, there was an upside to all of this. I learned something about myself. I learned that I had to let go of a preconceived notion I’d long held about myself. At 35 and, subsequent, 36 years of age, my lungs had aged. I’m still young, but my lungs have always been temperamental and unpredictable. I’m not bulletproof or going to live indefinitely.

I’m human, or so I hope, and subject to genetics and environment just like all other humans (some animals, too). So, when my husband and I moved outside of the city and into the ‘burbs, I started having symptoms, again. We bought a house even further away from the city’s epicenter and closer to the coast. I had somehow forgotten that I’m very allergic to coastal grasses.

And, here we had bought a house smack dab in the middle of a coastal field. Yep, didn’t think that one through.

Anyway, my lungs are just another reminder of impermanence. Youth fades as does life. Every day is different. Change is the only norm.

I may not be able to join in as I like to do from time to time due to limitations, but I can learn from this and shift accordingly.

However, I really don’t want to do pneumonia, again. It’s kinda hard to think when you’re oxygen deprived.

BTW… that red inhaler… I’ve got more of those things lying about than I can shake a stick at! Thank you, Jason, for staying gainfully employed with an institution that has THE BEST insurance around.

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