Like most POTS patients, I’m not a fan of elevators. When your symptoms involve a general sense of not having your blood flow into the correct places–you can often feel like your head is on the third floor while your feet are somewhere on the first.
But today taking the stairs was an even worse choice. I had gone with my mom to the hair salon on the second story of a plaza. Instead of taking the elevator, we naturally made a b-line for the stairs. By the time I got up there I was legitimately ready to pass out. I had to spend the next 45 minutes trying to catch my breath.
Not that anyone is keeping tabs, but I’ve been MIA for most of this month because a head cold/sinus infection has really knocked me off course. I’m on day ten of antibiotics, but I still feel miserable. I had an asthma attack–(like a real, feels like I’m choking on my own lungs asthma attack)– for the first time in years. The last time I remember having a (what now has become) chest cold was in college–and the stairs to get up to my classes used to keep me gasping in the hallway for a half an hour until I could rest enough to go in.
It’s been such a long time since I’ve felt this kind of bad. I don’t know what set it off. There has been no change in the weather, by the way. Not for South Florida, so while it might seem normal for a chest cold to come in mid-November, it is fucking not here.
Tonight I’m going to attempt using my nebulizer (with five year old Xoponex) to see if that’ll break things up. Or give me a migraine. Your guess is as good as mine. Wait–are we both guessing migraine?
In other non-bronchial news, as of midnight it will be exactly one month until my wedding day. I’m sure I’ll kick this cold long before then, and I’m getting really, really excited for everyone to come down. I went to my dress fitting last week and saw their plan for how to cover my port. It makes the dress even more beautiful and I’m so, so happy that their girls have been mapping out this design for me. I can’t wait to show you all the pictures I’ve been collecting for a mega after-the-wedding post. I’ll do one on the timeline of the gown.
In other news, poodle:
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