Exhale, Inflame

I'm not doing as well as I'd thought. Oh, it's still a flare, yes. There is the fibromyalgia and its symptoms. There is the cerebral palsy and its complications. The epilepsy, with the seizure I'd had the other day.
There's this other thing. I'm not sure if this is an allergy or infection or inflammation. I can breathe well enough, but my lungs feel slightly congested. Deep exhalation produces a mild wheeze. My eyes are burning and watering. My throat feels irritated and sore. My voice goes in and out. My coughing is thick and deep. I can't find my asthma inhalers, which are very old anyway. I'll put in a call to my doctor's office and have them call in a prescription to the local pharmacy. I'll buy guaifenesin tablets. I'll vacuum the house, brush the cats, take a steaming shower, inhale peppermint oils, take supplements like oregano oil and olive leaf extract.
I know what to do. It's the waiting that annoys me. Waiting for this thing to either go away or announce itself as one thing or another. I feel weak and sore and fatigued, and it might all be about the weather. Rain and cold and wind and dampness. Tomorrow is supposed to be sunny and cool, and I may try to walk or take a bus to pick up things I'd need. Adam has only been gone a few days and it feels longer. I asked him to bring home Arizona rocks and sand for me. Perhaps desert heat as well.

Exhale, Inflame

I'm not doing as well as I'd thought. Oh, it's still a flare, yes. There is the fibromyalgia and its symptoms. There is the cerebral palsy and its complications. The epilepsy, with the seizure I'd had the other day.
There's this other thing. I'm not sure if this is an allergy or infection or inflammation. I can breathe well enough, but my lungs feel slightly congested. Deep exhalation produces a mild wheeze. My eyes are burning and watering. My throat feels irritated and sore. My voice goes in and out. My coughing is thick and deep. I can't find my asthma inhalers, which are very old anyway. I'll put in a call to my doctor's office and have them call in a prescription to the local pharmacy. I'll buy guaifenesin tablets. I'll vacuum the house, brush the cats, take a steaming shower, inhale peppermint oils, take supplements like oregano oil and olive leaf extract.
I know what to do. It's the waiting that annoys me. Waiting for this thing to either go away or announce itself as one thing or another. I feel weak and sore and fatigued, and it might all be about the weather. Rain and cold and wind and dampness. Tomorrow is supposed to be sunny and cool, and I may try to walk or take a bus to pick up things I'd need. Adam has only been gone a few days and it feels longer. I asked him to bring home Arizona rocks and sand for me. Perhaps desert heat as well.

Exhale, Inflame

I'm not doing as well as I'd thought. Oh, it's still a flare, yes. There is the fibromyalgia and its symptoms. There is the cerebral palsy and its complications. The epilepsy, with the seizure I'd had the other day.
There's this other thing. I'm not sure if this is an allergy or infection or inflammation. I can breathe well enough, but my lungs feel slightly congested. Deep exhalation produces a mild wheeze. My eyes are burning and watering. My throat feels irritated and sore. My voice goes in and out. My coughing is thick and deep. I can't find my asthma inhalers, which are very old anyway. I'll put in a call to my doctor's office and have them call in a prescription to the local pharmacy. I'll buy guaifenesin tablets. I'll vacuum the house, brush the cats, take a steaming shower, inhale peppermint oils, take supplements like oregano oil and olive leaf extract.
I know what to do. It's the waiting that annoys me. Waiting for this thing to either go away or announce itself as one thing or another. I feel weak and sore and fatigued, and it might all be about the weather. Rain and cold and wind and dampness. Tomorrow is supposed to be sunny and cool, and I may try to walk or take a bus to pick up things I'd need. Adam has only been gone a few days and it feels longer. I asked him to bring home Arizona rocks and sand for me. Perhaps desert heat as well.

Exhale, Inflame

I'm not doing as well as I'd thought. Oh, it's still a flare, yes. There is the fibromyalgia and its symptoms. There is the cerebral palsy and its complications. The epilepsy, with the seizure I'd had the other day.
There's this other thing. I'm not sure if this is an allergy or infection or inflammation. I can breathe well enough, but my lungs feel slightly congested. Deep exhalation produces a mild wheeze. My eyes are burning and watering. My throat feels irritated and sore. My voice goes in and out. My coughing is thick and deep. I can't find my asthma inhalers, which are very old anyway. I'll put in a call to my doctor's office and have them call in a prescription to the local pharmacy. I'll buy guaifenesin tablets. I'll vacuum the house, brush the cats, take a steaming shower, inhale peppermint oils, take supplements like oregano oil and olive leaf extract.
I know what to do. It's the waiting that annoys me. Waiting for this thing to either go away or announce itself as one thing or another. I feel weak and sore and fatigued, and it might all be about the weather. Rain and cold and wind and dampness. Tomorrow is supposed to be sunny and cool, and I may try to walk or take a bus to pick up things I'd need. Adam has only been gone a few days and it feels longer. I asked him to bring home Arizona rocks and sand for me. Perhaps desert heat as well.