Dreaded Asthma

(Uncle KC and Shelby)

Since I quit smoking when I found out we were pregnant with Shelby, I haven't really had to use my inhaler much. So little in fact, that the inhalers expire before I ever need to use them.

End of June I got sick with an upper respiratory (a wonderful con of running a daycare) and ever since then, my asthma has spiraled out of control!

I can honestly say that having an asthma attack is one of the scariest things to happen to me. Not only does it feel like I am suffocating, but it feels like there is a MACK truck sitting on my chest and I just can't get it off so that I can take in a breath.

Its so bad right now that I have been giving myself breathing treatments several times a day as well as taking steroids. I went to walk in clinic last monday to get the steroids, and then I went to the ER Friday Am because I couldn't get through an attack on my own. They gave me IV steroids, magnesium, and an hour long breathing treatment. He wanted to admit me, but me being me, figured I would get more rest at home than at a hospital and quite frankly, all I wanted to do was sleep and chill out.

I can't sleep - I have a horrible dry cough - and it feels like someone is squeezing me around my chest really hard. I hate that I have asthma and I feel sorry for the young children out there that have it and can't help themselves as well as I can. Its a scarey disease to have.