息苦しくなった

[emmling]

This whole week I've been working on cleaning up after The Great Passport Hunt, doing a few 20/10s each evening when I get home from work. But the dust is killing me, even with wearing a mask. Tonight I managed to do one 20, and then for the 10 I sat down to rest and realized that if I stayed there, I would not be able to breathe at all. Ended up taking a walk outside for 45 minutes. And mailed Laura to see if I could sleep at her place tonight.

I'm disappointed 'cause I really wanted to do a lot more work today, but it's impossible.

I think I need to get an inhaler again to get this asthmatic reaction back under control.