I really, really hate asthma. On the other hand, I'm very grateful for inhalers and decongestants.

Lungs, it's time to feel better now, y'hear?

Edited to add: I really wish I could justify taking a sick day today, but I took one at the end of January and I'll be gone for two days later this month. I hate having to take these sorts of things into account. I wish I could just say, "I'm not feeling well," and let that be that.
That's what today has felt like. On the upside: helped prepped for a party. On the downside: due to asthma, I probably won't be attending the party itself.

Also on the downside: asthma. Stupid body.

Figures...

Jun. 24th, 2008 10:38 am
The one night this weekend I get to sleep in, and I spend the night unable to breathe and congested.

Stupid allergies...
Rob had his Yule vigil tonight. He has two cats. I arrived just after 7:30. By 8:30, I desperately had to take my inhaler. By 9:00, I decided it was a lost cause:

Me: *gasping, wheezy noises* I need to go home.
Greg: Wow, you sound like you needed to have taken a Reactine.
Me: I did take a Reactine. And my inhaler a half-hour ago. *gasping, wheezy noises*
Greg: ... Oh.

So now my lungs and my legs hate me. Joyous.
When all is said and done, yesterday was actually quite nice, despite the asthma. Ian came over in the mid-afternoon to play Champions of Norrath (I'm so addicted), Jeff watched me play a bit more in a new game I started.

Then Marc picked me up to go over to his parents' Channukah party, which was full of good food and lots of fun. I was pretty good, food-wise, until the latkas came out. All bets were off once the desserts hit the table. Speaking of things hitting large, flat surfaces, it looks like I still have the ability to spin a dreidel upside-down (ie: on the spoke). Right-side-up, for some reason, I'm not so good at. Go figure.

I got presents, which makes me feel happy and mildly guilty, all at the same time. On the other hand, I can now put gas in my car, which makes both me and my car happy.

Now, all I need to do is get the asthma to stop, and I'll be *really* happy...
I really wanted to see Heather last night. I really did. For various reasons, I didn't. This makes me sad. Killing pixelated creatures is only partial compensation, especially since doing so means I'm now all athsmatic and can't go to the other event I was really looking forward to, Vince's Channukah / Christmas party. I really, really want to go to that, too, but it's probably a stupid idea if I already can't breathe so well. I'll see how I'm doing later in the afternoon, but I'll probably have to give it a pass.

I hate my allergies. I hate them so very, very much.

At least I've got Marc's family's Hannukah party tonight. One out of three isn't so bad, I suppose.
Last Friday: spend time around cats without taking antihistamines; go for shisha
Last Saturday: do lots of bardic; sleep poorly
Monday: spend time around cats (it was for a good purpose); sleep poorly
Yesterday: spend time around cats (it was for a good purpose)
Today: spend time in a hospital (it's for a good purpose)
Tomorrow: spend time around cats

... Yeah. Stupid allergies and athsma.
Right... it was very, very hot out today. I say this only for the benefit of people not living in Montreal: all the Montrealers are probably thinking, "tell us something we don't know!" I didn't even go for my daily walk today -- that's how hot it was.

My home is air conditioned. But for most of the evening, I was not at home. I was, instead, having dinner with Ian's parents. The good news is that the restaurant had air conditioning. The bad news is that Ian's parents do not. Furthermore, when we got back from dinner, we found a swarm of flying ants crawling on their curtains and so used Raid to kill them. This wouldn't be so bad except that it was very hot, very humid, and the Raid apparently stays in the air a long time. Oh, and I'm asthmatic. I am now the proud owner of some unhappy lungs.

On the other hand, I am also now the proud owner of a cell phone. Yes, I have finally succumbed, mostly due to my mom's generous offer of paying for the plan. Thanks, Mom! If you are not on my friend's list, feel free to email me for the number.

I need to go to work tomorrow. I sincerely hope it's not as hot as it was today. I know I promised book reviews, but I'm just too tired. Maybe tomorrow. G'night all.
1. Liz's uber-expensive Settlers of Cattan board is lovely. On the other hand, the "cities and knights" expansion makes the game a bit too complex for my tastes. Maybe I'm just used to playing half-hour Settlers games, but when I sit down to Settlers, I don't want to still be playing the same game after 3 hours. But it's a very lovely board, and I thank Liz for letting us play on it.

2. I love Tainted Love. It's one of my two guaranteed karaoke songs that will make me feel better and give me an instant rush. (The other being I Love Rock & Roll.)

3. Pulmicort works well, but I have now stopped taking it. There's no need in Toronto, since I don't visit anyone with cats. I'll start taking it again when I come back to Montreal, but I'd like to eventually wean myself from it. I don't like having excess drugs in my system. People with more medical knowledge than me (Eric, I'm looking at you) might be able to tell me whether this is feasable or not.

4. I got tagged with a smile card from helpothers.org. I suspect it's from my mom. Thanks, mom! For all those who want, you can order some cards for free off the website and spread the happiness. Go, spread happiness!

And that's it. Today I must renew my driver's license, pack, perhaps do some schoolwork or get together with Dad, and catch a train back to Toronto.
eveglass: (hug me)
Two brief messages before the "what I did today" part of the post:

1. Happy birthday, Joane! (I hope I got the day right!)
2. Happy Happy Things Day, everyone!

That inhaler costs HOW much??? )

In other news, Ian came over and cooked me tasty dinner, full of lamb, onions, and bell peppers. Then we watched a TV show called Numb3rs, which is essentially a law enforcement show (think CSI or Law and Order) with the added twist of having mathematicians help solve the cases. Surprisingly, it was pretty good. I'd forgotten what a drain TV is, though. Very happy I don't have it in Toronto -- I'd never get anything done.

And that's it for tonight. G'night all.
So I've nearly gotten over my athsma from being around cats on Saturday. Today I've needed my inhaler approximately every 8 hours (as opposed to the maximum dosage of every 4-6), which is good.

What am I going to do about it? Apparently, go see more cats. I want to swing by Rob's Yule party which, surprise surprise, is also being attended by a cat. If it wasn't for the cat, I'd probably be there all night. Given the cat situation, I'm going to go tomorrow morning towards the end so I can be part of the "release the light back into the world" ritual. I'm debating whether or not I want to go tonight as well. Survey seems to be saying "no," because I'd hate to miss the thing tomorrow morning because I went tonight and got sick. Again.

I've got one severe set of cat allergies, going cheap. Any reasonable offer accepted. Athsma bundled with the package as a show of goodwill. Email me and we'll talk.

Edited, 10:36 pm: The votes are in and I will not be going to the Yule party tonight. I will, however, be waking up obscenely early to arrive there at 6:30 am, so that I can hang out with everyone for the last hour and take part in the ritual. I will wake up in time. *nods firmly, sets two alarms* G'night all.
eveglass: (hug me)
Between 12:15 when I got into bed and now, I think I've slept about 2 and a half hours. A combination of athsma (not severe enough to warrent a hospital visit, just enough to make things uncomfortable) and congestion made last night quite hellish.

I am unpleased.
Inadvertant magick and other things )

And that's it for now. I'm going to relax, meditate, and take a shower, probably in that order. Hugs to everyone! It was great seeing you all this weekend!

Sigh

Oct. 30th, 2005 05:34 pm
The nap I intended to be one hour this afternoon turned into three. My mother and brother are fantastic and took all the stuff out of my car and did my Fall Harvest dishes -- thanks guys.

Of course, this meant I had 45 minutes to pack and get dinner ready for the trainride back. Also that this is the second straight day in a row of absolutely no schoolwork getting done. AND (most importantly) that I only spent about an hour today with my Mom. Sorry Mom. I really, Really wanted to devote some time to you today. I'll make it up when I come home in December.

My congestion and athsma have come back because I was around cats last night. I thought I told God that I didn't want the allergies and athsma. Stupid allergies. Stupid athsma. Go away!

That's it for now. Off to make dinner and catch a train. TTFN!
eveglass: (demons of stupidity)
To: The Supreme Ruler(s) of the Universe
known aliases: God, Jehovah, Allah, Zeus, Odin, Thea, Gaia, Anima, Force, Kosmos, etc.

Despite my relatively brief time in Your universe, I believe I have been at least a decent, if not an exemplary, citizen thereof. I have attempted to make this universe a better place, aided your other subjects, and attempted not to break natural laws unless absolutely necessary. Also, I have rarely asked for anything, prefering intstead to take my destiny into my own hands, thereby saving you the trouble of looking after me. I hope, then, that you treat this letter with the gravity it deserves.

A situation has come to my attention that requires immediate rectification. Since the age of twelve, You have bestowed upon me severe cat allergies, complicated for the last six years with moderate athsma. Coupled with this, Your Ultimate Sense of Irony has seen fit to provide me with friends who, almost without exception, own cats. For ten years I have suffered through this, Your Irony, with few complaints.

This weekend the extreme inconvenience of these two related facts was revealed to me. Despite diligently taking medication designed to alleviate the symptoms of athsma and allergies, I was unable to spend more than a few hours at my friend's home, and even then I was subjected to severe congestion and shortness of breath.

This situation is unacceptable. I hereby request that the effects of my allergies to cats, viz. itchy eyes, congestion, sneezing, shortness of breath, fatigue, etc., be sent into immediate and permanent remission. If necessarily, I will happily accept equally severe allergies to dogs in place of cats.

Please note that if my allergies are not withdrawn, I will be forced to pursue more drastic measures. I have been informed that recently a friend of mine has declared war upon you, and I am certain he would welcome the addition of allies to his forces. I hope that the situation does not descend into violence, but I am prepared to use any and all forces at my disposal should this matter not be resolved peacefully.

Sincerely,
Julie Golick

Blargh

Oct. 16th, 2005 12:24 pm
I saw cats yesterday. I had not been around cats for about six weeks. This means that all those wonderful tolerances I'd developed over the summer dissapeared. I'm feeling athsmatic and congested... and that's AFTER taking medication. I just want to curl up and not move, but that's not really an option.

Yesterday was good. I ate far too much food, played with really cute babies, and got many hugs. Now all I have to do is convince God that I really shouldn't be allergic to cats anymore.
Warning: this is a very long post. Read only if you're interested and have some free time.

For those of you who are interested, here's what I did with my weekend in CT:

Thursday night )

Friday: the drive down )

Friday: arrival at Ernst's )

Saturday morning: the event )

Saturday afternoon: the event )

Saturday night: hotel )

Sunday: the drive home and the hospital )

Monday: return to mundanity )

Anyway, I know it's been a long post. Sorry for that! I get carried away sometimes.
Just got back from a four-hour annoyance ordeal at the hospital. Read my words: I. Hate. Athsma.

I'll post this weekend's excitement later when I'm not so tired. In the meantime, my four-hour hospital timeline:

Read it here )

I hate doctors who give conflicting information. I truly do. The first doctor I had (several years ago) when I got athsma told me that he wasn't giving me ventaline because 1) there were some weird side effects and doctors had mostly stopped perscribing it, 2) it's hard to time the inhalation and the press on the inhaler so that most of the medicine winds up in the back of the throat, not the lungs. This doctor said ventaline is fine, especially if I take it in the chamber (large, very conspicuous, and hard to transport when I don't have my backpack).

So I'm a druggie for the next little while. I missed several things I wanted to do this weekend. I inconvenienced at least 3 people. I hate athsma.

EDITED JAN 10: Make that 5 hours. I wasn't really in any condition to be counting last night, but 7-12 = 5 hours, not 4.
Tonight my antihistamines decided they didn't want to work. I took my antihistamines a full hour and a half before the party, just to make sure they were fully in my system. But after just over an hour at the party, I was sneezing, my nose was running, my eyes were red and puffy, and I couldn't breathe. I took my inhaler. It worked for about 15 minutes. Ugh. So I decided to come home. I thank my lucky stars that my car didn't give me too much trouble in starting in the -20-something weather (-38 with windchill).

Of course now I still can't breathe, and I can't take my inhaler for another 3 hours. Maybe a shower will help.

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