Asthma equals exhaustion

Asthma attacks can be rough.  Chronic asthma can be even worse.

I’ve been officially diagnosed with asthma for about 23 years.  I have a family history of severe asthma and severe allergies.  I’ve been prescribed maintenance medications for the past 22 years and have pretty much taken every single steroid and combination-steroid inhaler at some point in time.  I pretty much take all the types of medications that are offered for asthma and have been taking prednisone solid for the past 15 months.  Just making sure I take my medications on time and log my daily symptoms feel like a part-time job.

I work full-time, I attempt to help take care of our two small children, and I’m working on grad school.  Amongst all that I have trouble sleeping on a regular schedule combined with weekly exacerbations/flare-ups, and every day I hit a wall of tiredness where my body declares, “NO MORE,” whenever it pleases.  It’s hard to make plans because I often have to cancel them.  I also have to be careful where I go so as not to encounter anything that could set me off on the chance I’m having an OK day and have decided to be adventurous.  I can’t go to friend’s houses with cats, I must avoid all types of smoke, I can’t be around mold, places with water damage are usually a bad idea, dusty is usually a bad thing, and during non-winter months there is always something in the air that can make me cough or sneeze and my eyes water…leading to it being harder to breathe.  I also have to be really careful about getting sick because common colds are like bronchitis, bronchitis is like pneumonia and actually getting pneumonia is a Go-To-Jail-Don’t-Pass-Go sort of situation for me.  And by jail I mean the hospital.

Luckily I love watching movies.  That’s a great activity for someone like myself.  I also like to cook things I find delicious, and grow beards.  I just wish sometimes I could wake up in the morning without spending 30 min taking medicine trying to feel not-too-awful to start my day.  I wish I could spend an entire day at work not trying to figure out when I have time to take my meds or need to take my meds.  I wish I could come home after work and actually accomplish some things instead of needing to rest up so I can get out of bed the next day.  I just wish I wasn’t tired all of the time.