Respirate Times
I hate my nose, but that's just the itch to the rash. I suppose what I really hate are my lungs. All my life I've had shitty lungs that have stood in my way of exploring certain venues that are normally open to others. I couldn't play soccer because of the season that girls play and because I wasn't fast enough. The real problem wasn't my speed, but my shortness of breath after a couple of sprints, and I was a very healthy athelete. So I had to play endurance games like tennis and cross country. I was only good at basketball when I was on defense and because the game was played inside.The humidity is what saved me when I swam competitvely. But all of this is besides the point.
I live in Kirksville Missouri. Do you know where that is? I didn't think so. Thats ok, it's location is really not important enough to know. I merely bring it up so I can bitch for a while about how I'm allergic to this place and the effects of this allergy on my life.
It's dry here. AND COLD. great recipe for shitty lungs eh? I'm sure I've gone into great detail already about my history of pneumonia and the viral lung infection fiasco that occured my freshman year at Truman in another entry. Basically, I have crappy lungs that are exteremely suceptible to infections and disease. It was in the dorms that year that I finally realized why my mother always forced Robatussin MD down my throat at a runny nose or slight cough when I was a kid (no matter the season). Unfortunatley, that doesn't work on me anymore. Now I have to buy Humabid or Aquabid pills when I get sick. Which has 10X the amount of Guifennisin that cough syrups contain, and can only be obtained with a perscription. I'm sure you can imagine what a pain in the ass it is for me to go through this process in KIRKSVILLE MO, where only the ER is open on the weekends.
For those of you who haven't heard the story, or are too lazy to look at my earlier post, I'll explain exactly how Kirksville pisses off my lungs. Basically, the lack of moisture in Kville pisses off my respitory system and nasal passages, causing inflamation. My body, then, produces excess mucus to soothe the inflamation. For others this isn't a problem, and they might develope a sinus cold/flu/infection or merely a runny nose. However, for me this is a dangerous situation. Because of the excess mucus and gravity, some people might develope a chest cold (where you cough up mucus, sneeze goo, and feel a tightening in your chest). Yet all they have to do is take a cold mecdicine and sleep. If I get to this stage, pneumonia is 93% chance imminant. Then it all depends on how soon I recieve antibiotics and how strong they are.
Because of all this shit that I have to deal with, the best way for me to prevent becoming extremely ill, is to never get sick in the first place. I have to admit, my mother did a very good job of prevention when I was a kid. The only time I went to the hospital was when I already had pneumonia (as a baby/todler, then at 19) and when I broke a bone. I wish I could say that the visits regarding the first reason numbered less than 5. Now my health is entirely my problem, and next year I'll have to find my own health insurance company. So I went out and purchased a humidifier and loritadine (allergy meds). I suppose the costs aren't that bad, but they deffinatly have an impact on this student who has no job and relies on my parent's generosity when it comes to income.
I realize that I sound like a broken record, but I don't really care. I'm tired of all of this shit. And Lately, I've been so lazy and lucky. I don't like using my humidifier in the winter because it makes my room colder than it should be.Furthermore, I have to clean it all the time and the maintenance costs are just more receipts in my empty wallet. I hate taking my allergy pills on days that I don't need them. So I try to stretch them out as far as I can. And they don't really work very well when I do take them as reccomended. I'm still unable to breathe out of both nostrals most of the time, and I have a swollen throat whether it's winter or summer.
I guess what all of this is really leading up to is an emotional problem that I've been experiencing lately. That is ...sunshine. I miss taking naps in the sunshine. At home I used to curl up on the floor by a window and sleep there with my cat. Now I have to make sure I have an electric heater or fan in my room, and I can't have my bed too close to a window. If it is, I have to have my head the furthest away from it as possible when I sleep. Naps hold no appeal to me any more. Now alll they do is remind me of what I can't do and they make me grouchy.
I'm tired of my lungs. I want to be able to smoke a cigar with my brother's friens or take a puff on a cigarette at a party without worrying about the quanity of times or hits because of the effects they will have on my breathing the next day. Without worrying if this is the hit that will give me a sinus cold tomorrow. Growing up I thought smoking and drinking was bad. Don't get me wrong, I still know it is bad for you, but I hate not having the choice that others enjoy. People who smoke and drink have conceeded to the fact that those two (or three) drugs can kill them; but that's a long term effect. I have to worry about the next day every time I'm in a smoky setting (whether I participate or not).
I don't have a good conclusion to this. I'm just irritated
I live in Kirksville Missouri. Do you know where that is? I didn't think so. Thats ok, it's location is really not important enough to know. I merely bring it up so I can bitch for a while about how I'm allergic to this place and the effects of this allergy on my life.
It's dry here. AND COLD. great recipe for shitty lungs eh? I'm sure I've gone into great detail already about my history of pneumonia and the viral lung infection fiasco that occured my freshman year at Truman in another entry. Basically, I have crappy lungs that are exteremely suceptible to infections and disease. It was in the dorms that year that I finally realized why my mother always forced Robatussin MD down my throat at a runny nose or slight cough when I was a kid (no matter the season). Unfortunatley, that doesn't work on me anymore. Now I have to buy Humabid or Aquabid pills when I get sick. Which has 10X the amount of Guifennisin that cough syrups contain, and can only be obtained with a perscription. I'm sure you can imagine what a pain in the ass it is for me to go through this process in KIRKSVILLE MO, where only the ER is open on the weekends.
For those of you who haven't heard the story, or are too lazy to look at my earlier post, I'll explain exactly how Kirksville pisses off my lungs. Basically, the lack of moisture in Kville pisses off my respitory system and nasal passages, causing inflamation. My body, then, produces excess mucus to soothe the inflamation. For others this isn't a problem, and they might develope a sinus cold/flu/infection or merely a runny nose. However, for me this is a dangerous situation. Because of the excess mucus and gravity, some people might develope a chest cold (where you cough up mucus, sneeze goo, and feel a tightening in your chest). Yet all they have to do is take a cold mecdicine and sleep. If I get to this stage, pneumonia is 93% chance imminant. Then it all depends on how soon I recieve antibiotics and how strong they are.
Because of all this shit that I have to deal with, the best way for me to prevent becoming extremely ill, is to never get sick in the first place. I have to admit, my mother did a very good job of prevention when I was a kid. The only time I went to the hospital was when I already had pneumonia (as a baby/todler, then at 19) and when I broke a bone. I wish I could say that the visits regarding the first reason numbered less than 5. Now my health is entirely my problem, and next year I'll have to find my own health insurance company. So I went out and purchased a humidifier and loritadine (allergy meds). I suppose the costs aren't that bad, but they deffinatly have an impact on this student who has no job and relies on my parent's generosity when it comes to income.
I realize that I sound like a broken record, but I don't really care. I'm tired of all of this shit. And Lately, I've been so lazy and lucky. I don't like using my humidifier in the winter because it makes my room colder than it should be.Furthermore, I have to clean it all the time and the maintenance costs are just more receipts in my empty wallet. I hate taking my allergy pills on days that I don't need them. So I try to stretch them out as far as I can. And they don't really work very well when I do take them as reccomended. I'm still unable to breathe out of both nostrals most of the time, and I have a swollen throat whether it's winter or summer.
I guess what all of this is really leading up to is an emotional problem that I've been experiencing lately. That is ...sunshine. I miss taking naps in the sunshine. At home I used to curl up on the floor by a window and sleep there with my cat. Now I have to make sure I have an electric heater or fan in my room, and I can't have my bed too close to a window. If it is, I have to have my head the furthest away from it as possible when I sleep. Naps hold no appeal to me any more. Now alll they do is remind me of what I can't do and they make me grouchy.
I'm tired of my lungs. I want to be able to smoke a cigar with my brother's friens or take a puff on a cigarette at a party without worrying about the quanity of times or hits because of the effects they will have on my breathing the next day. Without worrying if this is the hit that will give me a sinus cold tomorrow. Growing up I thought smoking and drinking was bad. Don't get me wrong, I still know it is bad for you, but I hate not having the choice that others enjoy. People who smoke and drink have conceeded to the fact that those two (or three) drugs can kill them; but that's a long term effect. I have to worry about the next day every time I'm in a smoky setting (whether I participate or not).
I don't have a good conclusion to this. I'm just irritated