I'm not one to whine and complain, but I'm having a big old pity party today. I have asthma, which is fairly well managed and doesn't stop me. Except when I get an upper respiratory virus. This is the second time this year that I've ended up with asthmatic bronchitis. It's a virus so all I can do is treat the symptoms best I can and wait it out. And it takes a good two weeks usually to clear it up and a month to feel good. Steroids can help but I about literally lost my mind last time I took them and won't go that route again and even the doctor agrees on that.
So I've got the meds, the inhaler, the vaporizer, plenty of liquids, etc. I haven't been to the gym in 11 days. I am so fatigued and any effort brings on coughing fits so even walking is out of the question. I've had pneumonia a few times so I know when it turns. I'm on the tail end finally and that spasms are much more infrequent though I still haven't slept all night. I'm finally getting the sputum out and it's clear, not bloody, so it's all good. I'm thinking a few more days before I can slowly return to the gym.
It's just so darn frustrating. I take such good care of myself and my health and then to have something like this beyond my control just lay me out. In the gym, I feel like such a strong warrior. This past two weeks, I just feel so weak and weary. I know it will pass. It has before and unfortunately will again since the doctor says the scar tissue and overstretching of my lung tissue will continue to accumulate.
I definitely don't take my ability to breathe lightly. I know there are others here with even worse health challenges, but I guess worse is whatever is happening to you. On the bright side, I have absolutely no appetite so I'm not gaining, just forcing myself to eat.
Feels better just getting that out there. Thanks for listening.