– Alcohol has scarred
my life in ways that I never thought possible
I grew up knowing that my parents wouldn’t care for me
Gasps of air- breathe in –the whistling telltale sounds of
wheezing lungs fill the room
Stop grunting - - stop grunting said the mother
Gasps of air – breathe in
The Mother repeats – stop grunting
I took care of myself the best that I could
I learned to control my
breathing – to hide the gasps of air –
Breathe in breathe in
This runs through my head and lungs and circles around
down through to my own child
Gasps of air- breathe in
Stop grunting - - stop grunting – I hear my mother’s voice
My childhood memories of sitting on the couch next to my
mother come forcibly back into my life
Gasps of air – breathe in
I hear the mothers voice Stop Grunting
Only
This mother stops the cycle –
And bring medicine
to my child
Her lungs open and
She never hears me say
Gasps of air- breathe
in - the whistling telltale sounds of wheezing lungs fill the room
Stop grunting - -
stop grunting said the mother
Gasps of air –
breathe in
Now there are 4 generations of woman with Asthma in my
family – The mother included
This is the first in a series of essays and poems about my life with Severe and Persistent Asthma - or as I call it Nasty Ass Asthma
Severe Asthma is treated differently - I take large does of prednisone to keep my lungs open. It doesn't stop the asthma flares it just slows them down.
I'm on the latest inhaled controller medication, its no longer fully effective. Although smoke is by far the worst trigger for flares most of the time I never know what causes the flares.
I have an upcoming appointment with a Doctor at the Mayo Clinic in Rochester MN who's plan it is to get me off prednisone.
Please remember that Severe asthma is treated in a different way - this is my story
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