Friday, August 25, 2006



Because of a terribly serious asthma attack I got Tuesday afternoon (the moment I got home), I wasn't able to go to school for two, straight days. Yey on my part, uh? But no, it was deadly boring. All Mom wanted for me to do is: sleep, sleep, sleep. I don't even think she wants me to wake up.


Two days resting at home, nebulizing and trying to manage my breathing pattern despite a very tight feeling in the chest, made me feel a lot better though. Mom rushed me to ER at Medical City, Wednesday night. There was actually a possiblity that I get confined (again) but fortunately, God was so good that he understood that I could do without the dextrose attached to my left hand. Imagine, not yet a year nor half a year later and I get confined again? Damn. Why do I have to get sick very so often? This sucks.


Honestly, I really wanted to attend school yesterday but Mom suggested that I rest or else I'll have to bring this damn portable nebulizer with me to school. Talking about loser, uh? I wouldn't want to be regarded as asthmatic girl or girl with little resistance. Sh*t. But good to know, my Mom bought me a nebulizer which could be brought about almost everywhere if only you weren't as conscious as I am. But hello? Who the hell would want to go to school bringing this thing with her and having to nebulize for every four hours? Do tell me who..


Right now, I'm feeling more relaxed. I believe my body's quite stable already but I still have to get rest. Ms Santiago was even worried and kept on asking if I was really okay. Well, I was okay, only NOT totally okay. I went to school today because obviously, I've already missed a lot. And on my part that means major chaos. I have a hard time catching up with new lessons, that's why.


Having asthma sucks. There are too many food no-no's and you have to really, really be keen on what your eating. From now on, I'm not allowed to eat chocolates, candies, junkfood, cheese, nuts, and whatever yummy food you could think of. From now on, there's a new healthy eater along the way. And no, these are things I'm not ready to give up. I'm too young to not enjoy what teenagers like me enjoy eating. But man, I don't want to ever, ever again have to experience another asthma attack-- the feeling's just terrible because you're simply gasping for air and there's major difficulty in breathing.