evy

Ugh. So, today I had my first, second, and third asthma attacks, ever. It was good times. I went to the health center and was told to come back when the doctor was in, because this was more serious than the nurse could handle.

So, I came back to my room and puffed myself silly on my inhaler and laid down. It was weird. I have just gotten way too dependent on my inhaler today. I took it this morning when I first woke up because I was having trouble breathing; during my first class because I was having an attack; after my first visit to the health center because running up the stairs killed me (very mild attack there); right after leaving the health center the second time; and then just now because I had another many attack. I guess I'm just grateful they haven't been the big icky kind that land people in hospitals. But they are scarey none-the-less. That sinsation of not being able to breathe just isn't cool at all.

Oh well. I need to get some stuff done now.