Nope, It's not contagious

So... I've been sick this week....  Tuesday, I felt like I had the weight of the world on my chest... I stayed home that day, but it was because I thought my depression was in full attack.  And I had the most wonderful sleep of all time - considering I was awake that day maybe a total of 5 hours.

So come Wednesday, I went to work completely rested, but couldn't stop sneezing, coughing, sniffling. I then though "Wow, maybe I was sick yesterday".  Then comes Thursday...

Thursday, I have a dry cough, my chest feels like an elephant is sitting on it. Every time I cough, I feel like my ribs are going to break and I can't take complete breaths.  What to you mean by that, you may be asking??? Well, I couldn't talk without having to take many controlled pauses for catching my breath.  And every time I try to take a real breath I have to cough because I just can't do it.So I decide to go Urgent Care (because the non permanent employees don't have insurance). So I'm getting my check-up and am worried that I have bronchitis or pneumonia...

Nope, I was having an asthma attack... An all day Asthma Attack!  Oh my gosh!  How awful is that!  Thank goodness I have the smarts to realize that to panic and get excited about not being able to breathe would only make it worse.  So a shot of steroids and a 10 minutes nebulizer session later, I'm able to breathe again.  It has never felt soooo good to breathy - EVER!

Now, everything is loosening up,  I'm getting to use my albuterol and I'm just pooped, but at least I'm not contagious.

p.s. I inquired why the sniffing, sneezing and coughing.... apparently I also have allergies... 45 yrs old and didn't know I have allergies.  Oy Vey!

Exercise Is Still Not My Friend

Exercise is still the enemy, but I’m much friendlier with it now.  No… I’m still not losing weight, but I’m not fighting it now.  I’ve also been giving a half-ass attempt at exercise.  Don’t get me wrong, I haven’t outright ignored exercise all together, but I can honestly state that until last week, I wasn’t giving it my end-all either.  Now I am.  I don’t think I’ve hit rock bottom yet, but I have personal reasons for pursuing the weight loss.  No… I’m not going to die and no, my man isn’t going to break-up with me either.  But my reason is priceless.  I have a long term goal of 60 – 70 lbs in one year.  My immediate goal is 5-10 lbs in one month. 

I weigh myself every morning, but I’m aware that my weight is going to fluctuate.  So, I’m more focused on how my clothes fit me – or more importantly, how my ring fits my finger.  Right now it’s shoved on and I need a little water to take it off. 

I’ve pulled out all the stops too!  I don’t have any junk food in the house.  I’ve actually been exercising everyday by either, walking on the treadmill, doing Zumba in my house, exercising with my WII or just dancing like a fool while watching TV.   I’ve also been to the doctor to complain about the breathing issues I have while exercising and during the night or even when I laugh… yes laugh!  It appears that I have Broncho Spasms.  Finally a name for it!  It is very similar to Asthma.  So, I’ve been given some allergy medicine to take every morning and an inhaler to use right before I exercise and OH. MY. GOSH.  Now I get tired from exercise and not from the lack of air I get into my lungs.  The first day I exercised for 30 minutes straight was like the first day I ever felt truly happy.  It was very foreign, but wonderful at the same time.  Imagine the possibilities now.  Actual chance to lose weight with exercise. 

On another note, I’m aware that I haven’t been checking in over here as frequently as I should.  See I discovered Pinterest and realize that it really does help me describe who I am in a very visual way.   It’s like my friend Candice stated, once you get invited into it, you become addicted. 

I’m also very much like that dog in the Disney Pixar movie  UP.  All you have to do is say squirrel and I instantly become distracted.  I’ve been told that I do not have ADD, but my actions say otherwise.