Be careful what you wish for, even when blogging.
I should have known better than to complain about this winter not being cold enough and not having a good reason to curl up under a warm, fuzzy blanket. Because the very next day, the temperatures dropped and my allergies started acting up.
Exactly what the colder weather has to do with my allergies, I do not know.
Allergies are never a good thing.
Allergies lead to sneezing. And eventually it all leads to an asthma crisis.
Wheezing. Coughing. The inability to walk around my house without feeling completely out of breath.
Not to mention the headaches that come from a lack of oxygen to the brain.
I've spent the last two days, curled up on the couch with my warm, fuzzy blanket, watching tv, reading and sleeping.
Speaking of reading, I finally finished "I Like You: Hospitality Under the Influence". Oh my goodness! This book is hilarious. If you like to entertain friends at your house for dinner and drinks, but think Martha Stewart is a little stuffy...This is the book for you! I just wish my bloggy buds lived closer so I could put what I've learned into practice.
Bad asthma days are no fun and have the worst timing. Like right now. I would much rather be at my in-law's house, celebrating my suegro's birthday with the rest of the family.
That is how I've spent most of my bad asthma days. Wishing I could be somewhere else. Fretting over my coulda-woulda-shoulda's. And complaining about how unfair life can be.
But not anymore. After my last asthma crisis, which was a real doozy, I see things a little differently.
Now I can say that I'm actually thankful for the bad asthma days. They're life's little speedbumps that serve as a reminder to take advantage of the good days and always live life to the fullest.