Rough week(end)

Apologies for the lack of posts lately.  I spent this past Sunday morning in Urgent Care, having been unable to breathe properly for the previous . . . oh . . . twelve hours or so.  Felt like someone was inside of my chest, squeezing my esophagus with a blood-pressure cuff.  Sleep didn’t come that night, though I was completely fatigued, trying to scrap together a full breath’s worth of oxygen into my lungs.

Anyway, I was diagnosed with “reactive airway disease”, which exhibits itself with asthma-like symptoms, but only shows up with certain triggers.  Some prescribed steroids, antibiotics, and an albuterol inhaler later, and I’m feeling almost better.

At least it’s not tuberculosis.  Or ebola.