It's late spring and well into storm season here. The weather flips from hot and muggy to cold and damp as the storms roll through, then back to hot and muggy again. The everchanging weather does not play nice with my asthma, and I've been particularly sensitive to it since last years illness. I'm not sure if it's the actual temperature changes, the barometric pressure changes, or some allergen/irritant that comes with the storm. Whatever it is, it sucks.
Last night we had heavy rainstorms from about 2:30 am, and I woke all wheezy, bags under my eyes, and feeling like I hadn't slept at all. I made it into work but felt dreadful and headed home early (very thankful to have the ability to do so). So, after meds and resting for the afternoon, I'm holed up inside with the air-conditioning on. It seems to help.
As I walked home today, though, it hit me how unpredictable our health can sometimes be and the huge impact this has on our daily lives and our existence as a whole. On Saturday, I was charging around feeling fine, getting things done. But, come Monday, I'm slowly and breathlessly taking each step home while my lungs chuck a hissy fit. As someone who relies on walking to get me places, this is not good.
I'm hopeful that today's rest has helped and that perhaps tomorrow's weather activity will be a little less impactful on the old lungs.
Until next time,