The day I forgot how to breathe The day I forgot how to breathe
"Allergy season may be worse than ever. A monster allergy season is in store
spring 2010, according to experts. Our level ALLERGY ALERT is 10.7 on a
maxium of 12.0. "Providence (RI) examiner.
The facts: an allergen is a substance, often a protein that causes an allergic reaction
Pollen from grasses, trees, dust mold and certain medications. Humans and some animals suffer attacks of sneezing, coughing, vision problems and itchy throat fall and spring against allergens.
In New York (my hometown) forecast for Thursday 4.22.10 is 11.1 (on 12.0). Pollen Active: Maple-Juniper-Cedar-popular-Aspen-Cottonwood. Get out the Kleenex.
Two days in Hell
Allergy to medicines is the best Loratadine 10mg - an antihistamine. He is active
Claritin ingredient and brand requirements dozen. He claims to be
24-hour relief of sneezing, runny nose, itchy, watery eyes, sore throat and nose.
It worked, but had a slight collateral damage - close my lungs and caused my heart to race 24 / 7 - Mama Mia spicy meatballs! Personally, I fled
like Paul Revere on his horse people who enjoy my symptoms.
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one day may save your life or save you a promotion essential career. What In-It-For-You? Stay and know because I am not selling you anything and what you read
is as real as a blow after a bad heart ...
Monday and Tuesday
It began Monday and continues all day Tuesday. No exaggeration, I could not move
more than ten feet from the bed, without slipping on a chair in exhaustion.
A once-over: my lungs were not breathe and my heart was pounding during the ten-foot I could not maneuver the bed.
Next lowered my voice to a rasp, and a cough incessant pursuit awake and asleep. No sleep. I tried to eat and had no appetite. My ears could not support the
TV sound. I was alone and alienated.
I was ten-feet from the phone to call 911 for oxygen, but I kept that as a
last resort. Films gave me mental permanently wearing miniature oxygen
tank. The phone has been constantly, but I refused to answer - I could not produce a coherent conversation. I hit the power off.
You do not think Replay
In some ways business and make a ton of dinero did not rank high compared to suction the same breath through my mouth. My mind has drawn a list of high priority
tasks: finishing the book, they paid me an advance to write heavy, closing the dream house in Florida Oceanside, and return an urgent call to my son Philip.
I went from a legal mind cool with things to do and where to go, to sign with
Dr. Death (Jack Kevorkian) and asked to be at the head of the line. All hope had disappeared with waiting for my next breath, and all my goals have been less trivial.
You smile and can not believe 48 hours may be the end of your life. Why not? A stroke or heart attack can take action faster than taking us to the finish line.
My brain did a replay of my life experiences and lingers on my failures and lack
responsibility. My Mom and Pop have shown a lot, women and children - I really suck.
Posted on February 17, 2010.
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