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[dullshadeofred]

As if getting a cold isn't bad enough, throw in the fact that I have asthma, and it makes a really fucking winning combination. My dad's girlfriend was at camp with us this weekend. She brought her daughter Kerry(who is very cool, btw. she's 20) and she had a chest cold that she was nice enough to pass along to me. I hoped hoped hoped that I was just having a bad allergy day yesterday because my throat was so itchy and my nose got stuffy. But no. I woke up this morning and my throat was so dry and itchy I could barely swallow my breakfast. I spent the whole day trying to deny the fact that I could hardly breathe. I got home around 4:30 and fell asleep, and when I woke up a few hours later, I could barely move air in and out of my lungs(which is nothing I haven't experienced before, mind you). So I got my inhaler, tried sitting up for a little while...not much help. I finally did what I was dreading and told my mom that I was having breathing problems and she did what she always does; paniced. Babbling on about if she should take me to the emergency room or someshit. I told her to calm down, and she gave me some medicine and a popsicle. Yay, oxygen. :P

This is actually the worst I've felt in a long time. I can't even talk for a long period of time without dying. It's like I'm trying to speak and suddenly I'm choking on my own words. It better fucking go away soon, I don't wanna have to stay in the house for the next week.

So, in short, colds suck, and not being able to breathe is the scariest feeling in your life.