<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176</id><updated>2012-01-12T19:26:07.758Z</updated><category term='Back garden'/><category term='weather'/><category term='restrictions'/><category term='reminding'/><category term='reflection'/><category term='babies'/><category term='walk'/><category term='air'/><category term='travel chaos'/><category term='excercise.'/><category term='Living with asthma'/><category term='inds'/><category term='snowmen'/><category term='All about me'/><category term='cold weather'/><category term='London'/><category term='Dismissal'/><category term='Scotland'/><category term='Asthma in the Limelight'/><category term='GPs'/><category term='Coffee'/><category term='asthma uk'/><category term='Admin'/><category term='fridge'/><category term='cough'/><category term='Hospital free'/><category term='Hospital'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='Snow'/><category term='family'/><category term='Journal'/><category term='Randomness'/><category term='dust'/><category term='tribunal'/><category term='normality'/><category term='football'/><category term='chilly'/><category term='newbie'/><category term='work'/><category term='madness'/><category term='building work'/><category term='learning curve'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Catching Our Breath</title><subtitle type='html'>On living with asthma</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>PeakSteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06620708473961323572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o16c8YT2aRI/SXj9DWCX6TI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BfjNTIK6U58/S220/SP-Me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-5817119683148480291</id><published>2010-06-05T10:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T10:11:22.435+01:00</updated><title type='text'>June At last</title><content type='html'>Hi people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i have been so bad at posting. Lots of happened. I would like to say i once again have a normal spirometery in June :D &lt;br /&gt;I am still on 5mg of prednisolone a day but it is holding my asthma. I am only having one or two attacks a week. So this is a huge improvement! &lt;br /&gt;I am now walking short slow distances this makes me very happy. I seem to be coping ok with the current hayfever season, i keep losing my voice but apart from that I am doing well. I am now managing to play 3 short flute pieces a day. &lt;br /&gt;I have got myself a regular routine all be it quite slow i am coping quite well. Today sees the arrival of a bench for the garden so i can sit out and read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try and post soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-5817119683148480291?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/5817119683148480291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=5817119683148480291' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/5817119683148480291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/5817119683148480291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2010/06/june-at-last.html' title='June At last'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-913179616818914570</id><published>2010-01-11T02:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-11T02:09:03.438Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning curve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold weather'/><title type='text'>Odd things</title><content type='html'>I'm noticing in this so very cold winter, some odd things are catching me out. Opening the fridge just to get out the milk for a cuppa last night tightened the chest. Yet tonight its ok. Putting down to the incredible outside temperature in which I walked up to the shops, two days in a row. Minus 11 degrees centigrade, no matter how you hap up warm with Buff in place over mouth and nose - I know the Buff works cos my glasses get so steamed up with breathed out warmed air that I can't see where I'm going? - Today the outside temperature was a balmy 4+ degrees centigrade and I could open the fridge with no bother to lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/S0qH8C8kgpI/AAAAAAAAAqE/5xmJ9mS0L6E/s1600-h/end+of+Jan-09+036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/S0qH8C8kgpI/AAAAAAAAAqE/5xmJ9mS0L6E/s320/end+of+Jan-09+036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'd thought the first &lt;i&gt;year&lt;/i&gt; with asthma, a long learning curve. I'm now realising its the first &lt;i&gt;years.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-913179616818914570?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/913179616818914570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=913179616818914570' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/913179616818914570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/913179616818914570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2010/01/odd-things.html' title='Odd things'/><author><name>Elemeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10423521900687223819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/TGase8GDKGI/AAAAAAAABFQ/N1xpWVNkIMc/S220/Blue+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/S0qH8C8kgpI/AAAAAAAAAqE/5xmJ9mS0L6E/s72-c/end+of+Jan-09+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-6472920268662285628</id><published>2009-12-11T17:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-11T17:42:23.235Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='building work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living with asthma'/><title type='text'>Foggy weather</title><content type='html'>Up until now, the autumn and winter hadn't bothered me over much. Foggy weather has come to our part of the country and boy! is it a reminder I have asthma. Store cupboards bare, forced a walk to the shops and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become used to mouth breathing only, from house, past the building site on the Main Street and to the shops and back. Even with my Buff over mouth and nose, today I found shoulders ached along the front almost as soon as I'd walked up the slight rise to the Main Street. Aching shoulders is something that generally happens when I've done a long walk up, in a rush. This was just a wee short walk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited till sitting down in local cafe before lowering scarf and taking my Symbicort - 2 puffs to settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on we went to shopping centre and walking across the multi-storey to the shops and back, again I felt the chest tighten and the slightly 'out of breath' feeling start. &amp;nbsp;I'm guessing its down to this cold air to warm air thing, that always gets me. Plus the foggy weather these last few days. One can almost taste the fog - especially around the building site. I'm crossing fingers that once this building next door is&amp;nbsp;finished&amp;nbsp;sometime next year - supposedly April 2010 - that perhaps my asthma will improve and Peak Flows come up to a normal reading for age, weight and height ie 490 instead of 270s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/SyKDbH3GtEI/AAAAAAAAAo4/kNPwl4SW5cU/s1600-h/IMG_0086-400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/SyKDbH3GtEI/AAAAAAAAAo4/kNPwl4SW5cU/s320/IMG_0086-400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This building is a new health centre and so far in its construction, its not doing a lot for us. Dust, muddy pathways and noise from 7 am to 4 pm. Sometimes over the weekend and sometimes later if they're pouring concrete - and for which they do come round and apologise. Good lot, this building firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So weather apart, I'm doing ok-ish in my first winter with asthma. So far, so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS today I put up the Christmas tree and decorated house. Present fluttery feeling in chest suggests I've done too much in too short a time. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-6472920268662285628?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/6472920268662285628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=6472920268662285628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6472920268662285628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6472920268662285628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/12/foggy-weather.html' title='Foggy weather'/><author><name>Elemeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10423521900687223819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/TGase8GDKGI/AAAAAAAABFQ/N1xpWVNkIMc/S220/Blue+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/SyKDbH3GtEI/AAAAAAAAAo4/kNPwl4SW5cU/s72-c/IMG_0086-400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-6587149897272736055</id><published>2009-10-24T15:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T15:11:33.254+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newbie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living with asthma'/><title type='text'>First winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is my first winter with asthma and I'm wondering what to expect. On the whole, this diagnosis of asthma has made little difference to my day to day living. Just occasionally will catch me out on a long uphill walk or if someone is brushing the dust from paving slabs in the garden. Cough cough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Last two nights, I've been unable to sleep with an odd feeling. Not tight chested like an elephants been sitting there, but more a light feeling like a butterfly has landed and beat its wings. Maybe its just me. Anyway last night despite trying all the counting and rhyming games that usually make me drop off again - it just wasn't happening.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Downstairs for thimble of milk (how come when you want a glass of milk, there's just enough left in the carton for breakfast), couple of Pringles, three grapes - sour(!) - memo to self&lt;i&gt; stop buying 'basic range' fruit in supermarket&lt;/i&gt;, desultory reading of book. Looked around room...i-Pod on table. How silly. How could I forget that's what I tell everyone else to do when they can't sleep? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Back upstairs, earphones in place. Wild Theme from Local Hero on repeat and next thing I knew it was 9.30 with building site over the fence in full flow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;But its a funny thing this having asthma at first. You don't know whether to blame for sleepless nights or not. Funny butterfly trembly feelings or not. Previous to the diagnosis, yes, I've had both. So is it just me, normal, or just that I may have had asthma before but only now have it confirmed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Puzzling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-6587149897272736055?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/6587149897272736055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=6587149897272736055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6587149897272736055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6587149897272736055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-winter.html' title='First winter'/><author><name>Elemeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10423521900687223819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/TGase8GDKGI/AAAAAAAABFQ/N1xpWVNkIMc/S220/Blue+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-6226392039557740868</id><published>2009-10-20T21:26:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T10:54:53.557Z</updated><title type='text'>Splat whilst on holiday..</title><content type='html'>So my record attempt at staying out of hospital came to an end whilst on holiday in scotland. &lt;br /&gt;Its that time of year when everyones coughing and sneezing and usually around september I get a cold which leads to an inevitale hosp stay. I didnt get one so kinda hoped I'd avoided it but nope 2 days in to my holiday I come down with one. &lt;br /&gt;I have had 2 this year that have not gone to my chest (much.) now we know this is down to the subcut keeping lungs happy. So I was kinda hoping the same thing would happen. It didnt stop me quietly worrying that I was gonna have an attack but you cant say, yep think im gonna splat in a few days, people would think I was mad!  &lt;br /&gt;It hit me hard though and within two days I was in ITU in a strange hospital struggling lots and trying to avoid being ventilated, I came very close eeek.&lt;br /&gt;I was in itu for 5 days as I was having issues with being hypoxic, now this is new for me as usually on the right 02 my blood gases settle within 24 hours. Nope on 15l my gases were still not good. They put me on a machine called a vapotherm, heated and humidified 02 via special nasal prongs! 25l on that and nope still not good add in another 10ls via mask, wow thats alot of 02! So this continued for a few days and I had a CT scan to check for a PE. All clear apart from infection, I just needed a bit of time methinks as after 6 days things started to settle and from then on thanks to 100mg of pred, iv antibiotics and all the other usual ivs I picked up quite quick. After 12 days I home, and a few days later after a 7 and a half hour car journey I'm home home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm nearly back to my normal kinda. Have just started an open uni course which I'm loving so thats keeping me busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;Clarebear :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-6226392039557740868?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/6226392039557740868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=6226392039557740868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6226392039557740868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6226392039557740868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/10/splat-whilst-on-holiday.html' title='Splat whilst on holiday..'/><author><name>Clarebear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01131560542743335557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3nuQ_KHGHE/SqK8RSlw9ZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/2OL0s16xu8U/S220/carebear.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-8535294729480101080</id><published>2009-10-09T14:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T14:38:15.914+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pick yourself up and give yourself a good shake</title><content type='html'>Recently i have been really down with my asthma and it has been getting to me. I have now decided that the more i am down the worse it will feel. So i have decided to get up give myself a good old shake and get back on with life.&lt;br /&gt;My asthma is totally unhappy and not good at all, i am getting breathless all the time and coughing lots, i am limited by what i can do physically but i am now determind not to let it get me down. I have been ringing my poor resp nurse every day this week. They have increased my medication today and have said there is not a great deal that can be done until the frost comes along and kills the fungal spores so roll on the first frost i am waiting for you. Mean while i cannot stop my life and hide till it comes i have to get on with my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that i am going to spend my time doing the things i enjoy even if i have to do them slowly, so today i went to a coffee shop for my lunch. Later i plan to decorate some candles that i am making for my friends christmas presents. Tomorrow i am planning to go into town to get a few items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess at times when your asthma is controlling you, you have to take hold of it and say no, i am going to controll you! It is hard work and takes lots of determination especially when you know your next attack could land you back in hospital but it must be done. Get out and enjoy your life even with asthma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-8535294729480101080?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/8535294729480101080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=8535294729480101080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/8535294729480101080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/8535294729480101080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/10/pick-yourself-up-and-give-yourself-good.html' title='Pick yourself up and give yourself a good shake'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-5525409634354684719</id><published>2009-09-24T15:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:14:59.167+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What is it with September?</title><content type='html'>I had a bad asthma attack on Tuesday night, resulting in an ambulance and a visit to my local A and E department. I get discharged later that night but I have not been great ever since. I have today been put on 30mg Prednislone for 7 days and i had done so well :( I had been off it for 5 months the last time in years and now i am back on it again! Boo!&lt;br /&gt;I am getting breathless when walking around and i am really not feeling very well at all. I am nebs glore and lots of contact with Resp nurse.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i have gone back 100 steps as i am not even wanting to go out or do anything.&lt;br /&gt;Every year Septemeber gets me, there must be something either in air or in pressure that changes to get me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-5525409634354684719?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/5525409634354684719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=5525409634354684719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/5525409634354684719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/5525409634354684719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-is-it-with-september.html' title='What is it with September?'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-4683280480813593453</id><published>2009-09-14T18:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T19:07:30.289+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooo no ones 8logged in a long tme</title><content type='html'>My keyboard is misbehaving so if i miss out letters and use numbers instead you know why lol!&lt;br /&gt;I have not 8logged on here for a while, so asthma wise things have 8een a 8it hmmm could 8e 8etter 8ut on the other hand, great cause I have not 8een in hosp for over 7 months, that a world record for me and su8cut has a huge part to play in this :)&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago I did something silly and got a dog, well I have always 8een allergic to furry things ut I kinda hoped he wouldn't effect me too much, I was ok at first. As the weeks have go on I've struggled more and more and got that allergicky feeling. Whats strange though is that it wasn't immediate reaction ut has come on gradually, so ok, the hives did appear at first only a few and I ignored them then the eyes and chest started to get in on the act. I cant get rid of him! hes a rescue dog and what hes 8een through so far well its rather cruel and upsets me to think about it :(.&lt;br /&gt;Sooo what to do, no idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo nearly ended up eing admitted a few weeks ack, an increase in sucut helped a little. My consultant does not know abut little pip hes a 8it overprotective of me and goes on a rant if I mention any kind of furry animal to him, so ooopsy! &lt;br /&gt;Had hosp last week and they were pleased lung func had gone 8ack up a 8it so let me off for now. Theres talk of starting on &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Methotrexate"&gt;Methotrxate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again which I'm kind of apprehensive about as the side effects can 8e quite nasty. I think its worth a try just to try and get my steroids down to a more resonale level. Lowest dose I have got down to over the last year is 50mg :s 10mg decrease in something I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;So I have a few weeks to think aout the methotrexate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I hate DLA forms! Any kind of form really lol! I have een getting DLA since the age of 6 so that's 19 years you would think they would give me a 8reak from filling in forms and get the message I'm not someone who's just after money and genuinely need it unlike some of the benefits cheats, wow I have 8een watching something called saints and scroungers on 88c1 and some of the stories on there are just shocking! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway rant over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;Clareear&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-4683280480813593453?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/4683280480813593453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=4683280480813593453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/4683280480813593453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/4683280480813593453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/09/wooo-no-ones-8logged-in-long-tme.html' title='Wooo no ones 8logged in a long tme'/><author><name>Clarebear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01131560542743335557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3nuQ_KHGHE/SqK8RSlw9ZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/2OL0s16xu8U/S220/carebear.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-4504898894079288034</id><published>2009-08-27T19:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T20:01:36.385+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What a summer!</title><content type='html'>Wow! Nearly into September already sorry i haven't posted for so long. So much has happened but the most important thing to say is I have only had one big blip and that i stayed at home(campsite) i didnt need hospital treatment! Woop Woop&lt;br /&gt;Yes i have had days where walking any distance had me coughing and very out of breath but i have had no hospital admissions.&lt;br /&gt;Over the summer i have had 3 germans come and stay at my house, there was a group of them come to my church and we took them on day visits four days in a row, my mobility scooter came in useful else i would never have been able to keep up. It even worked on cross country.&lt;br /&gt;I have been on two camping trips they went quite well, i only had a few hiccups with distances from various places like toilets or shower from my tent and also got a little flooded by rain.&lt;br /&gt;My asthma did get grumpy with the wet but all was good i battle forth.&lt;br /&gt;At the moment i am doing a work placement at my local hospital it involves putting letters in envelopes and putting information on to a database. At times it is quite dull but it is certainly good to be getting out of the house. So there are pros in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately the Autumn is coming the leaves are changing colour and i am starting to feel it in my lungs they are starting to play up and i am getting symptoms more often. EEK! Off to see my friendly and extremley good consultant tomorrow and my Gp has sent a letter to a immunologist for allergy advice, all i did was ask and he said yes he would try, what more can one ask?! I was completely amazed and stunned! Anyways hope people are doing ok, i am off to rest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-4504898894079288034?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/4504898894079288034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=4504898894079288034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/4504898894079288034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/4504898894079288034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-summer.html' title='What a summer!'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-4751835486246784253</id><published>2009-08-19T15:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T15:58:15.699+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='building work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='air'/><title type='text'>Dust and dirt</title><content type='html'>At long last, the buiding work has started on our new all singing, all dancing Health Centre. Progressing on site behind our garden fence, looking good so far. Lorries lined up cheek to jowl like on the Herbie films when the baddie wants to knock a little old ladies house down. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far all they seem to have done is move earth from front to back of the site. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's where the problem lies for me. Earthy dust gives me tight chest and feeling I cannot swallow. Came across this trigger, when out in the garden over the summer watching my husband sweep up the dust on the paving slabs.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm keeping windows shut and sitting in front part of house whenever possible. Strange thing is, its fine when I walk past the site. Maybe its all concentrated in my back garden which sits a little lower than the building site. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chap from buillders came around yesterday to photograph our back garden and others - no clue as to why. Interesting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-4751835486246784253?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/4751835486246784253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=4751835486246784253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/4751835486246784253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/4751835486246784253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/08/dust-and-dirt.html' title='Dust and dirt'/><author><name>Elemeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10423521900687223819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/TGase8GDKGI/AAAAAAAABFQ/N1xpWVNkIMc/S220/Blue+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-8511809475784482640</id><published>2009-07-20T11:44:00.015+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T13:44:31.341+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scotland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/SmRkEryH9MI/AAAAAAAAAe4/DdTGmaC7ivU/s1600-h/holiday+09+385-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/SmRkEryH9MI/AAAAAAAAAe4/DdTGmaC7ivU/s200/holiday+09+385-400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360519488112948418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/SmRiFFXQv0I/AAAAAAAAAew/xjok1RDxH7s/s1600-h/holiday+09+341-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/SmRPBiQ4l9I/AAAAAAAAAd4/6F_WrgPGKlg/s1600-h/holiday+09+319-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Hi Folks,  Back again after a good holiday around the very far left hand corner of Scotland. Happy to report all my usual shortness of breath disappeared. I hardly needed the Ventolin at all compared with at home. Only really needed when single track road making a swift altitude change upwards and then some while later, on the downward slope - had me been hiccuping for a good ten minutes followed by the asthma cough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poolewe&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Stayed at the caravan site in Poolewe. Poolewe Hotel - drinks are priced on the high side. G&amp;amp;T and a coke - £6.50. The views more than make up for it, though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/SmReaYO09nI/AAAAAAAAAeo/L7BX28TY1D8/s200/holiday+09+151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360513263751984754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Spent two days going around the National trust for Scotland's Inverewe Gardens at Poolewe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/SmRZnxreS-I/AAAAAAAAAeI/kFd5xwWjM3E/s200/holiday+09+216-400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360507996363181026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;The original owner, Osgood Mackenzie, set out to make a garden of a rocky windswept peninsula in the 1860s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/SmRaP295J1I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/2QqV1_uMwnQ/s200/holiday+09+210-400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360508684977383250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;They'd to carry in the soil in barrows - I will never grumble about the size of my postage stamp garden again. One puff here and there for the pollen and moist air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/SmRamD0Rb_I/AAAAAAAAAeY/vhN7G4ZgIKc/s200/holiday+09+263-400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360509066383814642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ullapool  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Went to Ullapool next. I'd have preferred the campsite out of town but catching the early ferry meant staying at the town site. Still, it looks good in this evening shot around 8 pm. We could see the ferry coming up the loch.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/SmRb23UiDBI/AAAAAAAAAeg/BjxwRBgDL6w/s200/holiday+09+289-400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360510454598863890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/SmRPBiQ4l9I/AAAAAAAAAd4/6F_WrgPGKlg/s200/holiday+09+319-400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360496344273819602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Took three puffs of my preventer in the morning before any big events like going on the ferry from Ullapool to Stornaway and p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;leased to report that I was one of the few passengers unaffected by the ferry which took on the attributes of a fairground waltzer as it headed across the Minch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/SmRXYXMXF1I/AAAAAAAAAeA/VXVbWeQkY6Y/s200/holiday+09+308-400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360505532532070226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bus tour around Lewis and Harris. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Stopped off at Dun Carloway Broch which still has enough of it left over the centuries to show the twin walled construction. Made my way slowly letting fit people overtake me, to the top of the path. Even summoned up the courage to go through its tiny door. I can't get down on my knees due one thing and another. Really must see about that one day. So, crouching as far down as I could, made it inside. Breathed deeply before making the re-emerge again. Didn't feel too bad as others didn't even attempt entering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Durness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Spent several days at Durness. First here in 1983 and again in 1987. Hasn't changed much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But the Craft Village at Balnakiel seems a bit more commercialised with their website addresses. No wee crafty bits and bobs to bring back as a souvenir. Bit disappointed with that. I still have the small wood picture from 1983 and my daughter her hand-made jigsaw. Nothing like that here nowadays. Sad. Once known as an outpost of hipppiedom, the original hippes have either upped sticks or become more conventional. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Meanwhile Durness is largely unchanged. The hotel next the campsite - Sango Sands Oasis - has had an extension added. Food and drink are still good and prices similar to most places at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;One additon to Durness is a John Lennon Memorial Garden. He would holiday here with his family, staying with and aunt and uncle. The main part of the garden has standing stones with the words from In My Life inscribed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/SmRiFFXQv0I/AAAAAAAAAew/xjok1RDxH7s/s200/holiday+09+341-400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360517295956344642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Back at the campsite, this was the view from our caravan window. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="white-space: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/SmRK43LqZKI/AAAAAAAAAdw/712AV22LPZ0/s200/holiday+09+362-400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360491797223728290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;With husband at hand, I even got myself down on the beach at Durness. At the bottom of a high sandy cliff, there are no real paths. Being a scaredy cat, I've put off going down such places since leg break 2001 (slipped on a much smaller hill - wet grass at side of a hospital carpark. Ha ha.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coming back &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Driving back, just coming up to the outskirts of Lanarkshire, I started getting hayfever symptoms of itchy eyes and clogged throat. Perhaps I'm allergic to Scotland's Central Belt. Bagsy a move to the far north! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-8511809475784482640?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/8511809475784482640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=8511809475784482640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/8511809475784482640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/8511809475784482640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-folks-back-again-after-good-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Elemeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10423521900687223819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/TGase8GDKGI/AAAAAAAABFQ/N1xpWVNkIMc/S220/Blue+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/SmRkEryH9MI/AAAAAAAAAe4/DdTGmaC7ivU/s72-c/holiday+09+385-400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-5845544262804981905</id><published>2009-06-26T15:51:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:56:07.118+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot and Humid weather</title><content type='html'>I have recently discovered a new trigger for my asthma. When the weather is hot and humid this seems to set my asthma off, my peakflow drops and i need more of my reliever but as soon as it cools down or rains it all goes back to what it was before.&lt;br /&gt;It is very annoying as i had just got most of my strength back and now on hot and humid days it feels like i have gone back quite a few steps. I get out of breath so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what i can do to avoid this trigger but at least i am now aware of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One achievement is i have now been off steriods for 6 whole weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week i am due to start a work trial to see if i can manage working with my asthma i am hoping that this will go well and that with time i will be able to manage a 16 hour a week job. I will keep you updated on on how it goes and i have everything crossed that it all will go well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-5845544262804981905?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/5845544262804981905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=5845544262804981905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/5845544262804981905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/5845544262804981905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/06/hot-and-humid-weather.html' title='Hot and Humid weather'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-803091789795434171</id><published>2009-06-11T11:33:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:45:59.704+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress and Asthma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wow no one has posted anything recenlty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall recenlty my asthma has been really well behaved but recently I have been very stressed and noticed my control has got a lot worse. Before when I was goign through a really bad faze asthma control wise Dr emntioned stress to me but I never felt stressed but I now think I probably was stressed that I couldnt conrtol my asthma and then it was a vicious cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know jsut now I can pinpoint what has caused me to be stressed and it coincides with my lapse in control. It has not effected me too much in the day time but the night is causing some really problems. I am up at all hours. The more this is happening the more worked up I am getting that it is the start of another bad patch and Im goign to end up going back into hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems ot be a real viscious circle jsut now. I got stressed then my asthma got bad and now i am getting stressed because my asthma has been getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me the main worry is not that my asthma is getting bad but the impact that has. I play alot of golf and being shakey from ventolin is driving me mad as putting when shaky leads to some very interesting putts and this could ruin some scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start work soon so hopfully this will all blow over and I will be too preoccupied with work to eb abelt o be stressed!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-803091789795434171?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/803091789795434171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=803091789795434171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/803091789795434171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/803091789795434171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/06/stress-and-asthma.html' title='Stress and Asthma'/><author><name>wheezy tux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02123312282355846782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0O6oSXp7Fk/SkNOpdYzg7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/erT2kMc98x0/S220/DSC02109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-2536949988274318185</id><published>2009-05-14T23:07:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T01:19:04.378+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living with asthma'/><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Keep telling myself that asthma doesn't get in the way of my normal life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just occasionally it creeps up and says boo! Like today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I decided to sort out my overcrowded kitchen worktops. To see just exactly what was taking up the space and could I re-arrange toaster, coffee maker, kettle, 2 microwaves, several pots containing wooden spoons, spurtle, ladle etc, etc. We'd bought ourselves a bread maker - makes very good bread - and needed space for that too.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pre bronchitis this year, I would've done &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the whole thing&lt;/span&gt; in couple of hours. To my surprise, this time I ran out of energy pretty well near the start. Had a wee seat and a cuppa.  Did a bit more, thinking where has my energy gone? Another longer seat, looked at emails and had another cuppa. Finished off with a quick tidy up of the surfaces ie put kettle back in usual position and cleaning stuff back in cupboard. Promised myself to do some more tomorrow.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a puzzle cos most days, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weeks&lt;/span&gt; even, I'm fine. Holiday weekend, I weeded for most of an afternoon with only one break. Get a bit out of breath on a brisk walk to the other end of our main street. Most folk would. But &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; was a bit puzzling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went off to Starbucks for usual coffee and took my book. Just walking up the stairs with the tray had me out of puff again. Sat back and started on my fruit bread. Cough, cough. OK, take a deep breath and try a drink of coffee. Splutter, cough. Hadn't done that for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ages&lt;/span&gt;! Ventolin ahoy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two puffs and settled back with my book. Fine again, took my fruit bread and coffee.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most times I have an easy life and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; forget (apart from the twice daily inhale) that I have asthma. Like yesterday, when someone came to the door with a survey on local transport. Did I have a car, use public transport, ride a bike, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"How is your health?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Fine" I said happily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"OK, so no long term conditions?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"None. Oh wait a minute, yes!" I stammered "I forgot. I have asthma."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We both laugh as I explain it's a relatively recent diagnosis.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living with asthma? It has its funny moments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-2536949988274318185?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/2536949988274318185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=2536949988274318185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/2536949988274318185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/2536949988274318185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/05/spring-cleaning.html' title='Spring Cleaning'/><author><name>Elemeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10423521900687223819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/TGase8GDKGI/AAAAAAAABFQ/N1xpWVNkIMc/S220/Blue+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-6303502886894464021</id><published>2009-05-09T10:41:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T11:01:58.691+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excercise.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asthma in the Limelight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>World Asthma Day - London/Birmingham!</title><content type='html'>Well! As Olive was saying, last week was World Asthma Day! Me and Emzieness spent a good portion of our day campaigning for Asthma UK! We left Leicester at about 7.15 to travel to Birmingham, to speak at a conference for P.E Teachers and School Nurses about our experiences with both. The Day was run by the  &lt;a href="http://www.georgecoller.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/"&gt;George Coller Memorial Fund&lt;/a&gt;.  This is a charity set up by a mum after her young boy died of asthma. There was about 20 Asthma Nurses there, and a consultant spoke aswell. It was a fantastic morning, and I learned a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening we headed off to London to the Parliamentary reception at the Houses of Commons. It was great. There was a lot of MP's there, and a few people got up and spoke, including a 19 year old who had managed to get his asthma controlled due to the help of a fantastic asthma nurse. He highlighted that having asthma hasn't stopped him from doing anything that he wants to since he was able to get it under control.  We spoke to a lot of MP's, and tried to get them to start taking more notice of asthma, and not brushing it under the table as "not serious".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asthma control is very important. Thanks to having my asthma controlled I've been able to go SCUBA diving, do a Sky jump off the Sky tower in New Zealand, go Skiing and Travel the world for 3 months.  Having asthma is not something that should stop you from doing many activities, and I know in some cases it is hard to get control of your asthma, but hopefully with the help of Asthma UK, more drugs will be funded and found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, On the Wednesday myself and Clarebear went to London Zoo, It was a fantastic day out, even though we were both wrecked by the end of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did everyone else get up to for LimeLight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures! The first is the official one from Birmingham, and the second is one of mine from London!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Il5mrCwJmdk/SgVUWlTdwAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/XQY7l_Z-LZM/s1600-h/n770325477_6705117_4286044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Il5mrCwJmdk/SgVUWlTdwAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/XQY7l_Z-LZM/s320/n770325477_6705117_4286044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333762080637829122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Il5mrCwJmdk/SgVUcgb48DI/AAAAAAAAABY/GGKpvD3H71c/s1600-h/n709498979_9869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Il5mrCwJmdk/SgVUcgb48DI/AAAAAAAAABY/GGKpvD3H71c/s320/n709498979_9869.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333762182410203186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-6303502886894464021?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/6303502886894464021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=6303502886894464021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6303502886894464021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6303502886894464021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/05/world-asthma-day-londonbirmingham.html' title='World Asthma Day - London/Birmingham!'/><author><name>vickyk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045053735402082469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Il5mrCwJmdk/SYttOeV0e3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/8lFJYmzK2jw/S220/n770325477_5692219_6103.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Il5mrCwJmdk/SgVUWlTdwAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/XQY7l_Z-LZM/s72-c/n770325477_6705117_4286044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-7457229212588060470</id><published>2009-05-06T09:07:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T09:19:23.857+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Asthma in the Limelight- Scotland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To kick off asthma in the limelight and all the fundraising associated with it I went to Waverley Train Station with a women who works with AUK and some other volunteers to do a bucket collection for AUK. We were equipped with our buckets, stickers, lime green AUK t shirts and to top it all off a lime green curly wig!!! It was a great day a little cold at times but all in a good cause. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While collecting I had some interesting comments. Alot of people wanted to buy my wig and pffering alot of money for it but sadly I had to recline the offer (I grew attached to it after a while). Other people comment that asthma wasnt real and some people said they werent going to gove to an asthma charity cause it wasnt a worthwhile cause but if it was for cancer they would ahve donated. This really hit me hard at how people feel about asthma. The stats are horrific for asthma and yet people still dont aknowledge it along with other very serious diseases. In Scotland we didnt do anythign major for World Asthma Day because today Wednesday we have a Cross Party Group meeting in the Scottish Parliament whihc I am going to later today but I need to find my smart clothes first!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone else had a good day and week. Off to parliament. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below is a photo of me ready for a day of collecting!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                 &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0O6oSXp7Fk/SgFHxdB7wbI/AAAAAAAAADM/BUDzvFpbEo0/s1600-h/DSC02132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332622348715278770" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0O6oSXp7Fk/SgFHxdB7wbI/AAAAAAAAADM/BUDzvFpbEo0/s320/DSC02132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-7457229212588060470?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/7457229212588060470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=7457229212588060470' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/7457229212588060470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/7457229212588060470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/05/asthma-in-limelight-scotland.html' title='Asthma in the Limelight- Scotland'/><author><name>wheezy tux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02123312282355846782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0O6oSXp7Fk/SkNOpdYzg7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/erT2kMc98x0/S220/DSC02109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0O6oSXp7Fk/SgFHxdB7wbI/AAAAAAAAADM/BUDzvFpbEo0/s72-c/DSC02132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-8893909488662890256</id><published>2009-05-04T20:52:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:03:44.993+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Day Out!</title><content type='html'>On may day bank holiday i decided that i would go with my friends for an outing to the seaside. I got myself all organised and well equipted with my nebuliser, nebules, pain killers, wheelchair and other disablity accessories (disabled key and badge).&lt;br /&gt;Told my passengers that i would be stopping for a neb break on route to keep my lungs in there normal routine.&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at Bridlington couldnt find the disabled bays so parked in an ordinary parking space, I have not done that for so long, the spaces are so small it was quite amusing really, went to find out how much it was to park and discovered i could still use my disabled badge :D so it was free!&lt;br /&gt;Got the wheelchair out, interesting in a normal parking space, went out to find my other friends who had arrived before us due to me needing to stop for neb break.&lt;br /&gt;We must have looked an amusing sight, i was in my wheelchair and one of my friends who was pushing was wearing her inline skates. We had a great laugh!&lt;br /&gt;Over all it was a great day out, as i had planned ahead we did not have any problems and all went smoothly and i was able to keep up with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Living with asthma you can live a normal life just by planning a little in advance and having people who do not mind pushing you around in a wheelchair or walking slowly with you.&lt;br /&gt;I am now considering however purchasing a scooter so i can get a little more independance as i know there would have been no way i could have walked from the north beach to the south beach i definitely needed the wheelchair.&lt;br /&gt;Just to encourage other asthmatics, plan ahead and you can have fun even with Brittle asthma!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-8893909488662890256?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/8893909488662890256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=8893909488662890256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/8893909488662890256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/8893909488662890256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/05/amazing-day-out.html' title='Amazing Day Out!'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-562373694826203306</id><published>2009-04-29T15:26:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T15:47:20.750+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wow been a while since anyone posted. People must be busy and hopefully chests behaving. I have been busyish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A few weekends back I got the chance to go out to the Forth Rail Bridge to watch a friend off AUK do an abseil. It was awesome. i would never be brave enough to do that. It was about 165 ft. I also got the chance to meet one of the people who do fundraising organisation and stuff for AUK and she has given me the chance to become more involved. I am going to be helping at a bucket collection at the train station wearing a lime green wig and t shirt for the AUK campaign putting asthm in the limelight. World Asthma day is on tuesday and then on wednesday Im going to the Scottish Parliament for the Cross Party Meeting. I am getting the chance to meet on of the asthma nurse specialists at the meeting too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have also sent in all my application forms for going back to uni. I am hoping to go back in September to Napier in Edinburgh to do nursing. I really want to get in so am keeping everything crossed. Hopefully I will hear soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chest wise things have been pretty good lately. Had a slight chest infection but a increase in pred and some antibiotics sorted it out. I have stopped all sport except golf now and chest seems ot be liking it. I keep getting thoughts of what im missing as I still love some sport but I know i am healthier for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Off for some golf practice now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-562373694826203306?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/562373694826203306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=562373694826203306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/562373694826203306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/562373694826203306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow-been-while-since-anyone-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>wheezy tux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02123312282355846782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0O6oSXp7Fk/SkNOpdYzg7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/erT2kMc98x0/S220/DSC02109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-3562865477990206084</id><published>2009-04-17T10:54:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:02:08.940+01:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Years on</title><content type='html'>My consultant said this morning my asthma and reflux is finally stablised, it has only taken us 3 years to bring it undercontrol, to find medication it responds too. Now the key is to keep it all undercontrol, adjusting medication according to how it needs. He has lowered my prednislone this morning to 2.5mg to see if i can gradually work off it and only use it for flare ups but it is only a months trial so if it goes haywire it can be put back up to 5mg.&lt;br /&gt;I am to stay on nebulisers four times a day permentanly as my asthma is better controlled this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all i am quite please with how things are going as i am able to walk a little more distance at a very slow pace, i can do most things for myself finally. Providing i can park close to shops i can do my own shopping very slowly. I am looking at getting in to part time work with help from the job centre. This is taking time but it moving in the correct direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i will have up and down times when my asthma or reflux flares up but these i will cope with as they come i am just thankful for reaching some stablisation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-3562865477990206084?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/3562865477990206084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=3562865477990206084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/3562865477990206084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/3562865477990206084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-years-on.html' title='3 Years on'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-72279274639822257</id><published>2009-04-16T15:09:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T00:46:00.515+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cough'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chilly'/><title type='text'>It all takes time</title><content type='html'>My mum used to say 'It all takes time.' when I was young and impatient for something. I'd guess getting the meds right and the asthma under control is something the same. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have this invisible elephant that sometimes comes and sits on me during the night. Well, that's what it feels like when I awaken yet again at 4am. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My DH says he didn't know he'd signed for damaged goods and could he still take me back for a refund. Ha ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reminding self that asthma diagnosed 4th Feb of this year and that it will indeed take time to see if the meds given Clenyl Modulite 200 x one puff, twice a day plus Ventolin if required is the right one for me. I've always kept a journal so checking back over last months, I can see how immediately how far I've come in this short while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cough gone completely and a lot less breathless after exertion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I had a lovely walk with my granddaughter and son in law. The weather was chilly with a cold wind but I could hold a conversation without coughing my head off or continually clearing my throat. Bliss. True, we did walk at the wee one's pace rather than her dad's long gait, but still a joy to do it and not be breathless at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-72279274639822257?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/72279274639822257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=72279274639822257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/72279274639822257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/72279274639822257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-all-takes-time.html' title='It all takes time'/><author><name>Elemeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10423521900687223819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/TGase8GDKGI/AAAAAAAABFQ/N1xpWVNkIMc/S220/Blue+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-2218336825240763926</id><published>2009-04-14T14:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:07:00.664+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mums view, part b</title><content type='html'>So I have finally allowed Jack to stay at his Grandparents again (he has been too ill to stay anywhere other than hospital and home for months) for a couple of days and even though they are the next best thing to us (his mum and dad) the fear in incredible. Off he went bags packed, one for clothes one for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; and a very excited Jack goes along with an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; egg to keep him company, oh and younger brother and sister!!! All going well and they are being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; spoilt, ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt; don't remember my mum allowing me to do what I please or eat whatever I want) and am feeling quite redundant and wondering what on earth I did before the children came along!!&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I trot off to work (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;) and try not to phone at the ungodly hour to check all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, so when 10am comes around the fingers have dialled the number before I can even think about it. How on earth do I mange to be such an anxious mother, I was never like this before and I am starting to think that maybe my poor 11 year old son, who is trying so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; to grow up is rolling his eyes at his neurotic mother, is getting a tad fed up at the constant questions fired at him when I'm not in his company. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;In fact&lt;/span&gt; they are listed in the same order each time:&lt;br /&gt;A. whats your peak flow?&lt;br /&gt;B. have you had all your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;C. how you feeling?&lt;br /&gt;D. what colour are your lips?&lt;br /&gt;E. count to ten fast? (done to see how many he can count to without getting breathless, some method to my madness)&lt;br /&gt;So I have a little chat to my two other children, and hear all that they are getting up too and then my mum comes on the phone, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;" the conversation begins, and my heart sinks "Jack is looking a little grey, Kate and he is saying he doesn't feel too well". What have I done, I'm not there to see how bad he is, how bad a mother am I, just a few of the questions I ask myself in the 3 seconds gap before I have to respond to my mum, so I fire some instructions to her and after realising he isn't great I tell them to get him to the local &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt; where he can have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;neb&lt;/span&gt; and an iv to pick him up.&lt;br /&gt;He was kept in over night and sent home the next morning and is a bit brighter now but the poor thing cant get over the exhaustion and we have had to get the home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;neb&lt;/span&gt; back out for him. Will this never end? I seem to be watching my boy slowly become a shadow of his bubbly former self. The guilt of having healthy lungs and a fully functioning body, along with the helplessness of not being able to do anything other than be an outsider looking in through the cloudy window is making me a neurotic and stressed out person. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; to become a split personality, one side the same mum who teases her kids and never gets upset about what goes on, the one who tells Jack that we can handle anything that is thrown at us because we are a team. Then the one who sits on her own when everyone else isn't around who weeps for her baby and is terrified about the future and what it holds for him!&lt;br /&gt;Oh to have a magic wand and be able to wave all this away, even if it is just long enough for him to regain some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt; and his positive attitude.&lt;br /&gt;We have another week to enjoy before hopefully back to school, so I'll keep my chin up and my mouth closed and try to have a more cheerful blog next time. Hope you are all not suffering with the pollen count and all had a lovely Easter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-2218336825240763926?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/2218336825240763926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=2218336825240763926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/2218336825240763926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/2218336825240763926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/04/mums-view-part-b.html' title='A Mums view, part b'/><author><name>sofistikate1974</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07201220189079059412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-2610662812086634616</id><published>2009-04-13T19:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:02:39.604+01:00</updated><title type='text'>upsy daisy</title><content type='html'>My peak flow appears to be dropping it has been going down over the last couple of days. I feel well though which is quite odd. I think it could be because i have done a little too much and need to rest.......... This i do not want to do at the moment i want to keep going but i must not push myself too hard, i know what the consequences are if i do. It would mean a stint in hospital. Not a place i want to go. My reflux is also playing up, i am back to see my consultant on friday and he shall be told that reflux is not getting better, it is up and down like a yo yo and it needs sorting once and for all as i am fed up of it! I would just like to not have a burning sensation my chest area and not be burping continuously. It is very disgusting. I am very tired and thinking of getting an early night. Hopefully i might sleep better than last night. I woke up with reflux once and asthma once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-2610662812086634616?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/2610662812086634616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=2610662812086634616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/2610662812086634616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/2610662812086634616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/04/upsy-daisy.html' title='upsy daisy'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-4103740404709603010</id><published>2009-04-11T21:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:04:41.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sniff, Sniff, Sneeze.</title><content type='html'>I'm a very bad blogger. Oh well. Not much has been happening! My asthma's started to get a lot better under control, I even managed to hit 580 on my peak flow in the doctors the other day. I was well happy! I'm saying it's atrovent. It's really managed to get my symptoms under control. I'm not coughing as much, and my ventolin usage has gone way down. I still don't understand why they stopped it in the first place. My old GP's excuse was something a long the lines of  "We need to keep atrovent for the COPD patients." Now I was under the impression that if something works, then don't fix it? Oh well, that was that GP's idea.  In other news, I had a wonderful trip to out of hours yesterday. It wasn't for asthma thank goodness, I've quite badly pulled a muscle in my leg, and it's bloomin' painful. I was waiting for about two hours. I was quite annoyed that the wee boy beside us was in the middle of going splatt, and they made him wait. He wasn't wheezing too bad, but he did seem quite short of breath. I was quite suprised they didn't send him to A&amp;amp;E, because they did before when he was like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Manchester on Monday for a certain AUK'ers birthday! I'm going to be up for 2 nights, and I can't wait. We've been planning it for weeks. We've got the present, venue, edibles and people all lined up and sorted! I'm so excited! And then on Wednesday my dad's coming to see me. It's going to be a great week, I haven't seen my dad in 3 months. I really can't wait to give him a huge hug lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I saw a 7 random facts thing on facebook, and I thought I could do it on here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I've got a very confused patriotism. I've got a british birth cert, but have lived in Ireland for 8 years and have an irish passport.  Although I'll always support the irish rugby team!&lt;br /&gt;2) I've been in every continent except S.America and the 2 Artics, something I will change lol.&lt;br /&gt;3) I have 3 wristbands on my wrist, none of which have come off since the day I got them. The oldest one is nearly 2 years old and it's from a charity in Cambodia.&lt;br /&gt;4) I'm a qualified Open Water SCUBA diver. Despite asthma I managed to pass the exam and everything in Thailand in 2007. It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;5) My bedroom wall is covered in stuff. I've got pictures, boarding cards, rail tickets, school certificates and lanyards all over it.&lt;br /&gt;6) I've met 6 members of AUK, and hopefully will be meeting more at the Asthma UK Youth conference!&lt;br /&gt;7)  I love my iPod. I NEVER leave the house without it. It's practically got my life on it. I've got something like 2500 songs on it, half of which I've probably never even listened to. But I still love it to bits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-4103740404709603010?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/4103740404709603010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=4103740404709603010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/4103740404709603010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/4103740404709603010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/04/sniff-sniff-sneeze.html' title='Sniff, Sniff, Sneeze.'/><author><name>vickyk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045053735402082469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Il5mrCwJmdk/SYttOeV0e3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/8lFJYmzK2jw/S220/n770325477_5692219_6103.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-6743314070382605620</id><published>2009-04-10T21:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:07:23.817+01:00</updated><title type='text'>mums view</title><content type='html'>Hi, I'm a mum of two brittle asthmatics, both boys, both the most cheerful little souls you could ever wish to meet ( maybe biased but they are a delight) and wanted to let other mums know that someone else does know how tough it is to have asthmatic children.&lt;br /&gt;My eldest son was diagnosed at 6 months and has been in and out of hospital most of his life. His asthma is very badly managed and is on an awful lot of medication all of the time, including daily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;steroids&lt;/span&gt; which has been ongoing for 6 months now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; we have found out in the last month that he has gone into endocrine failure due to all the steroids he has taken over the last 11 years. Tough for an adult to take in even harder for a young man to get to grips with, especially when he likes to ask questions about how this will effect him. My younger son of 7 is not as severe as his brother but does also take a lot of medication, and enjoys a number of hospital visits!!!&lt;br /&gt;For my sons, this disease is part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; lives and they are used to not being able to walk up the stairs because they can't breath, or having to rest for 3 days after an exciting day out to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cadbury's&lt;/span&gt; world, (WHICH WAS FAB) but as a mum to watch your baby gasping for breath and slipping into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;unconsciousness&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;front&lt;/span&gt; of your eyes is the most terrifying and heartbreaking scene you could ever imagine. The fear that every breath may be their last and the fact that you can't control that part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; life that you so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; want to control is your worst &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nightmare&lt;/span&gt; come true. The thing I want to do the most is take the asthma away and give them my healthy lungs, and maybe allow them to enjoy a normal day, just one of childhood.&lt;br /&gt;The blessing is my beautiful sons never ask why me, or complain when stuck in hospital  for two weeks at a time, hooked up to all sorts of machines. I am a very, very lucky mum to have such kind and generous children whose illness gives them more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;empathy&lt;/span&gt; for other people who are a little different and maybe aren't the slotted into the normal box.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to be blogging about how everyday life is as a mum and the highs and lows of living with asthmatics. The next few months will be interesting as we will discover what they can do for Jack (11 year old) and how his life will change once the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;endocrinologist&lt;/span&gt; become totally involved.&lt;br /&gt;Will bore you again soon&lt;br /&gt;Kate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-6743314070382605620?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/6743314070382605620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=6743314070382605620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6743314070382605620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6743314070382605620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/04/mums-view.html' title='mums view'/><author><name>sofistikate1974</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07201220189079059412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-581023179335219796</id><published>2009-04-10T20:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:59:51.572+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just saying Hi</title><content type='html'>My asthma is quite light and doesn't on the whole get in the way of my day to day life. I will be posting in what way it does occasionally get in the way. But mostly I will be a wee cheery soul. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; GrannyMo 8 )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-581023179335219796?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/581023179335219796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=581023179335219796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/581023179335219796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/581023179335219796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-saying-hi.html' title='Just saying Hi'/><author><name>Elemeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10423521900687223819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vXfQCngeKWI/TGase8GDKGI/AAAAAAAABFQ/N1xpWVNkIMc/S220/Blue+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-873302939876448467</id><published>2009-04-03T16:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:57:14.045+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quicky!</title><content type='html'>Today has been a tired day but i have had a hectic week. I go to scotland on monday for five days hopefully will be a rest, but will all depend on the size of the hotel and things like that i guess. I am now using my wheelchair less and really noticing an impact on my breathing, i am more breathless and more wheezy but still battling on. Things are going well over all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-873302939876448467?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/873302939876448467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=873302939876448467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/873302939876448467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/873302939876448467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/04/quicky.html' title='Quicky!'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-6508591310623631961</id><published>2009-04-01T10:04:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T10:28:51.654+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A family perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I sat down to right a blog as figured I haven't done one in ages on either my blog or this one. It is time to update. Well not really update. I decided to speak to my mum briefly about her perspective of living with me as a brittle asthmatic. She decided to write a small piece. I have decided to use parts of it as I never realised quite the impact it has on her as a parent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Asthma is something that has always been in the family so it is nothing new me being diagnosed. There is a strong family history of asthma and eczema. It is something that you either have on or the other or both. There is no one without one or the other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As a young child the asthma was well controlled and it tended to be my brothers who ended up in hospital with broken bones or concussion etc. As i got older the roles changed it ended up me being in and out of hospital more and them less as my asthma attacks got worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mum wrote "as a parent watching your child struggle to breathe is the most terrifying experience. You cannot compare it to anything else as you are helpless. There is no way you can help them breathe. The most distressing part is that as a parent the natural instinct is to cuddle and hold your child but often this makes their experience worse"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I never realised or really considered what an asthma attack must be like  from my parents perspective. Mum explained how frightening it was and how she wishes it was her when I struggle. It is something I would never wish on anyone. I have always wanted to live my life how I wanted to and never took into consideration the fear that they suffer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the last 7 years have been very difficult but last year i temporarily left university to try and get better. My mum wanted me to stay back at home and transfer university but me being stubborn I was having none of it. i went back down south as soon as my consultant said it was ok. I never thought about how my mum must have felt. I got irritated by the daily phone calls from her. She explained to me that she "called everyday as she was worried if she did not hear that i was ok she would not be able to settle. You can text when your in hospital so how do I know your ok?". previously i had been in hospital and not told my mum but had text her and said i was ok. However it came out in the end that I was in hospital. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was a hard conversation speaking to mum about it all. I guess I was quite selfish as I was wrapped up in how I felt about my asthma and did not consider that others had to deal with it. the were having to live through it as I did too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mum explained that life would be adapted when i got home to make sure the environment would not trigger any attacks and so that we did activities that I could manage. i had never considered this and feel quite upset at the lengths they go to to help me and protect me. i had no knowledge of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I always tried to live a normal life and thought I was however I have now seen that life is not quite so normal. People adapt around me despite me doing what i what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;During the conversation with Mum she asked me if I ever wished i didn't have asthma. Of course I do wish I didn't have it but at the same time I don't. Mum couldn't understand why i would wish to sometimes still have asthma. I tried to explain that I have done things that i would never have done and met some great people. She couldn't quite understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Does anyone else wish they did and didn't have asthma??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-6508591310623631961?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/6508591310623631961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=6508591310623631961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6508591310623631961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6508591310623631961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/04/family-perspective.html' title='A family perspective'/><author><name>wheezy tux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02123312282355846782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0O6oSXp7Fk/SkNOpdYzg7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/erT2kMc98x0/S220/DSC02109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-3068559019369810074</id><published>2009-03-28T15:24:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-28T15:50:03.171Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><title type='text'>~Post by Numbers~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;*is a bad blogger and hasn't blogged for far too long!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Sooooooo... Nothing much has happened in Cookieland so I thought I'd post this instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;1. The number of nebs I've had in the last week &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;2. The number of kids i'm babysitting this weekend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;3. The number of weeks til I can legally get drunk! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;4. The number of days til I meet a certain AUKer for the 3rd time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;5. The number of hours til &lt;em&gt;Casualty&lt;/em&gt;'s on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;6.The age I was when I was diagnosed with asthma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;7. The number of times my family have come into my room and given me wierd looks for listening to classic CBBC show theme tunes on youtube!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;8. The number of A level modules I sat in January! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;9. When added to the next number, the date in April when I will be abseiling off the Forth Rail Bridge for AUK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;10. The number of empty Lucozade bottles I can see from my bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-3068559019369810074?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/3068559019369810074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=3068559019369810074' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/3068559019369810074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/3068559019369810074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/03/post-by-numbers.html' title='~Post by Numbers~'/><author><name>Cookiecat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04593167293100226805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNptQ1dP7C4/SX98UbYoSdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9rDaiQbPA7A/S220/035ostrich_468x538.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-2295751448422141763</id><published>2009-03-24T13:54:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-24T14:01:31.900Z</updated><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>I survived my holiday, it was very tiring. I think this is the problem with going somewhere different. You cannot judge how far things are going to be. For example when i arrived at the guiding house (waddow hall) the walk from the car park to the house had my head spinning and i was coughing lots. This in itself made me very tired. So more trips to the car to unpack had me quite worn out and then to discover it was lots of stairs more than a house flight up to my room. By the time i got to my room i had to have a sleep as i was exhausted not a great start to what i hoped would be a restful holiday.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the holiday continued in much the same way. An hour and half of singing and i was coughing and had a tight chest. More walking around the house to get to food and other things i would need. Back up the stairs. I get to bed and could not sleep because my chest was really bad. This due to all the physcial activity i had been doing. The saturday followed in much the same suit accept i did 8 hours of singing in total and a lot more walking. Yet another night of coughing followed. Did not get much sleep. Sunday carried on as the day before, i was almost too breathless to eat, just from the amount of walking that was required. By the time i got home sunday evening i was completely exhausted. That night i slept 14 hours waking a few times coughing.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the weekend tiring me out i had a fantastic time being around people and talking to loads of different people, they were all interested in my french knitting. I also purchased some more badges to sew on to my camp blanket. I learnt lots of new songs and got better at playing my guitar. Thankfully this week is quite quiet so i can have a rest, a well needed one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-2295751448422141763?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/2295751448422141763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=2295751448422141763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/2295751448422141763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/2295751448422141763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/03/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-1742304199651116527</id><published>2009-03-23T13:24:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-05-09T12:39:15.279+01:00</updated><title type='text'>On the other side</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So as you can see from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kat's&lt;/span&gt; post her visit didn't go quite as planned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;We met up on the weds 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; march, I had an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; at the hosp that day so it was a quick dash back to mine and then on to the hosp with a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nebs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;in between&lt;/span&gt;, I hate the train &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The hosp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; go quite as I liked as my chest is very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; productive and has been for months sometimes though the bug I grow in my sputum acts up a bit and causes me more symptoms, this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; it has been doing lately so I gave a sample and was told to do 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; of chest physio every hour &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pffft&lt;/span&gt; every hour! Lung function was down from 40% to 26% &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;oops&lt;/span&gt;. Collected some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;subcut&lt;/span&gt; supplies and con told me he would call with the results and then get started on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;abx&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So after the Hosp we were pretty much to knackered to do anything. Kat had her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;neb&lt;/span&gt; out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; but I know when I'm not right I hate the fuss so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;st ignored it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The next day Kat was still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;nebbing&lt;/span&gt; quite a bit but she said she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; so off we went bowling and then the pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Whilst in the pics &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Kat&lt;/span&gt; checked her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sats&lt;/span&gt; on her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;porta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ble&lt;/span&gt; monitor but we both refused to believe the 73% that showed up! Anyway we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;nandos&lt;/span&gt; after and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Kat&lt;/span&gt; seemed a bit better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Back to mine and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Kat&lt;/span&gt; gets into her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;pjs&lt;/span&gt; lays on the s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ofa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;nebbing&lt;/span&gt; away, I think to myself shes laying down she cant be too bad, i usually have hands on knees shoulders up panting away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;She mentions maybe she needs IVs and will see how she is in an hour, Shes still talking full sentences and laying on the sofa! I decide that nope we are going to the hosp weather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Kat&lt;/span&gt; like it or not! So I call a cab, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Kat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; argue and gets ready getting all the more breathless &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;eek&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;We get to the hosp and Kat deteriorates further I demand that shes seen right now, so shes whisked through to triage where a silly nurse fiddles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; about trying to get access, straight into majors after he gives up seeing how tough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Kat&lt;/span&gt; is to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;cannulate&lt;/span&gt;, within seconds shes seeing a doctor who listens to her chest and gets another doctor after some mumbling of silent chest shes whisked into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;resus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I'm quite surprised I was allowed to stay there the whole time and only left for the x-ray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I like to think I was quite helpful knowing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Kat's&lt;/span&gt; history and complications, allergies etc! She was in no fit state to talk! After a few hours of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;nebs&lt;/span&gt; iv magnesium, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;aminophylline&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;copious&lt;/span&gt; amounts of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;hydrocortisone&lt;/span&gt; due to her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;addisons&lt;/span&gt; she was a tiny bit better but still has the silent chest. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;ITU&lt;/span&gt; are called and its decided its best if she goes there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so different being on the other side, I felt like I should have been helping in some way, suggesting the next step in treatment, its not good when you know what can happen! You see all the procedures going on that are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; happening to you in that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;situation&lt;/span&gt;. I felt so helpless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Thankfully after a few hours in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Itu&lt;/span&gt; and the addition of iv &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;bricanyl&lt;/span&gt; she improved quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt;! phew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I somehow felt responsible for her and even after being told to leave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;ITU&lt;/span&gt; at 2am for coughing and told to go home an rest I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt;. I slept in the waiting room, well I dint really sleep the chairs were to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;uncomfy&lt;/span&gt;! I think I left the hosp at 7pm the next day after being there nearly 23 hours and that was only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; i had not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;brought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;t enough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;subcut&lt;/span&gt; stuff with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So for the next few days &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;kat&lt;/span&gt; was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;itu&lt;/span&gt; finally getting to the ward early &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; morning after a blip &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; night she started to improve quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I on the other hand was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;knackered&lt;/span&gt; and trying to not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;let&lt;/span&gt; it show, My con was on the ward on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt; and gave me my sputum results and said he was going to talk to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;microbiologist&lt;/span&gt; as this had been going on too long and I had already had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; many different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;abx&lt;/span&gt; and I was already on them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;long term&lt;/span&gt; too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;grrrr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I had a surprise for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;Kat&lt;/span&gt; on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; a fellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;auker&lt;/span&gt; who she had not yet met but I have met twice. Lots of fun was had there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;Anyhoo&lt;/span&gt; I was banned from visiting from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;y by my con and resp nurse who said I was too poorly to be at the hosp everyday and needed to rest, I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; upset when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;Jackie&lt;/span&gt; rang me at home and said I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; allowed to come up to the hospital and that she was getting my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;abx&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;delivered&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat&lt;/span&gt; was discharged on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; and after a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;palaver&lt;/span&gt; about how she was getting home she eventually sorted something out for the next day. So we had a fun last night together which included pizza yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Kat left on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; a week later than planned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Its an experience I hope I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have to repeat anytime soon. Seeing someone else have an asthma attack was scary and also makes me realise we are not all the same chest wise and just because I have an attack one way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; mean we all will if you get what I mean. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; all wheeze and well nobody has a textbook attack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Sorry for the ramble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83"&gt;Here's&lt;/span&gt; a pic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85"&gt;TTFN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_86"&gt;Clarebear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;x x x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-1742304199651116527?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/1742304199651116527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=1742304199651116527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/1742304199651116527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/1742304199651116527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/03/wooo-wat-week.html' title='On the other side'/><author><name>Clarebear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01131560542743335557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3nuQ_KHGHE/SqK8RSlw9ZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/2OL0s16xu8U/S220/carebear.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-781788065194238007</id><published>2009-03-19T16:33:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-19T16:37:01.203Z</updated><title type='text'>Going away!</title><content type='html'>This weekend i am going away for a musical weekend and hopefully a well earned rest. For some reason today i am even more exhausted than what i have been since my cold. My asthma seems to be behaving although i did have to back to back two nebs last night as the first one did nothing. Thankfully the second one hit the nail on the head so no a and e visit required.&lt;br /&gt;Today i have been to my exercise track walk group and my guitar orchestra but really felt just tired at both of them and quite tearful at one point too. I have a church meeting tonight and i am going to go, but i do rather think it could be pushing ones self, but i go away tomorrow and can rest. i have summond the strength from somewhere to cook this evenings tea urgh, i just want to lie on bed and do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Holiday tomorrow, hopefully it will be relaxing and uneventful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-781788065194238007?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/781788065194238007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=781788065194238007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/781788065194238007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/781788065194238007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/03/going-away.html' title='Going away!'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-4352419061290450327</id><published>2009-03-18T22:41:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:53:18.493Z</updated><title type='text'>kitkat splat...</title><content type='html'>My trip to see clarebear didnt quite go to plan! Arrived on wednesday and by thursday evening i was in the icu of her local hospital!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still currently a resident of the hospital but i am now on a normal ward and very much on the mend again though there are still little things to resolve like my low oxygen saturations grr! Im getting there and the new tablets are helping a bit! Had a nurse talk sub cut with me but ive never been keen on this idea! Even when it was discussed several years ago - guess its just a fear of people asking questions about it and having to explain! Not sure but will have a good old think about it and discuss it with my consultant when i get back home! Also got a few friends on sub cut who i can inquire about it with and get more info on it all to ease any concerns i have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then im hoping to get myself better and out of hospital and then treat clarebear to a nice meal somewhere as she has just been the most wonderful friend i could ever wish for! She even arranged for me to meet wheezy footy chick too yesterday! We had a take away and sat chatting for a few hours-it was lovely despite being stuck in hospital!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the work tribunal thing is still going ahead as far as i am aware the appeal is in place currently so will be expecting to hear about that soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the weeks events not going to plan and being rather wierd at times ive met clarebear and wheezy footy chick and spent time with two very lovely people who i do share something in common with! - they understand me where some of my close friends ive known all my life will never do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asthma is wierd! Its difficult and can be a pain in the rear to live with and can really restrict you at times but, through having brittle asthma ive come to know some amazing people who i would never have met without having asthma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wierd mixture of blessing and curse i suppose :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i will post again once i am free!&lt;br /&gt;Lv kitkat Xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-4352419061290450327?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/4352419061290450327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=4352419061290450327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/4352419061290450327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/4352419061290450327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/03/kitkat-splat.html' title='kitkat splat...'/><author><name>rattles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05443362027817427981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wLx6gvMig_0/SiptxnI8gNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/uT2wHIGnOTM/S220/bagpus.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-6708022873350758066</id><published>2009-03-15T08:35:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-15T08:38:11.381Z</updated><title type='text'>Work or not to work?</title><content type='html'>I was just getting back to my old self back to doing more and i get over tired, catch a cold and whack! A chest infection, all strength is zapped! Back to no sleep and coughing glore.&lt;br /&gt;I am beginning to think that maybe working is just not for me seen as i cannot even get back to all my hobbies without getting run down and ill. Perhaps i will be off ill for a lot longer.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i shall just have to see what the next couple of months bring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-6708022873350758066?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/6708022873350758066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=6708022873350758066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6708022873350758066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6708022873350758066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/03/work-or-not-to-work.html' title='Work or not to work?'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-5451949282828154465</id><published>2009-03-12T19:37:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-12T19:51:08.720Z</updated><title type='text'>Perseverance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;I haven't been about for some time now as i have been bouncing in and out of hospital. I am now out and touch wood will stay out for a decent length of time. The last few admissions have been very scary for me and probably some of the worst I have experienced as my lungs for some reason would not respond to treatment very well. I am not sure what this has been caused by but the Dr persevered and eventually we got them to behave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;After being discharged I went back to uni to do all the usual things like hand in my sick note and discharge letter from the hospital to give to my course tutors to sort out extensions and things. But this time it is different. I have always managed to catch up with uni work when being in hospital and never really had any great problem. The uni have been great and always very accommodating. But now I have missed so much I have to make the decision which has really already been made. Do i stay and risk my health getting worse in the hope of getting a degree in October or do i quit now and save my health and leave uni with a diploma in higher education??? I am not sure. I no for one thing I have to go home on Wednesday for some time to rest and get better but i don't know if I will return to Winchester as a student. I have battled through and feel if i don't finish it will be a waste but at the same time if i do quit now I will save myself from completely ruining my health even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;I have always tried to do my best but have noticed that my work is never as good when i am not feeling well as it is when i am quite stable. My first year I averaged a first my 2nd year it dropped and this in my third year has dropped again. I have never failed anything but really not sure if it is all worth the risk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;I also face leaving my friends behind. i know they will always keep in touch but they are my friends and i see them every day. This will be very hard to leave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;I need to sit down and think about all my options and what is worth the risk and what is not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;I always follow things through to the end but think this may be something that no matter how much i try I just wont be able to achieve right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-5451949282828154465?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/5451949282828154465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=5451949282828154465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/5451949282828154465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/5451949282828154465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/03/perseverance.html' title='Perseverance'/><author><name>wheezy tux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02123312282355846782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0O6oSXp7Fk/SkNOpdYzg7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/erT2kMc98x0/S220/DSC02109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-6176438003234052240</id><published>2009-03-10T13:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:43:49.766Z</updated><title type='text'>Plumie - life less</title><content type='html'>Not a clue what is happening with my asthma or the reflux i just know i am drained and have no energy left to do anything. I am so glad i have nothing i have to have to do today i can just relax and potter around the house as and when i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;I have a list a mile long that needs doing but it all can wait. I have been listening to classic fm most of the morning, it is great company and keeps you in with what is happening in the world.&lt;br /&gt;My new mobility car is going well, i have not quite got used to driving it yet it is much more responsive than my other car so i whiz off or slow down a lot quicker than i expect it is quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;My chest seems to be permanently tight and i continuly coughing waiting for my resp nurse to ring me with what my consultant wants me to do. I definately wont be doing anything energetic so they wont have to worry about that. I am refluxing everything food, drink and medication, the lot!&lt;br /&gt;I am a tad fedup with it, i enjoyed my few weeks break from it and would like another break now from it all. It is really a good job i do not work as i would be no use at the moment even if i managed to get there i would not be that productive as i am so physically tired and drained.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-6176438003234052240?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/6176438003234052240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=6176438003234052240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6176438003234052240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6176438003234052240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/03/plumie-life-less.html' title='Plumie - life less'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-6774636482532438614</id><published>2009-03-07T08:35:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-07T08:38:45.812Z</updated><title type='text'>Plumie</title><content type='html'>Well my asthma continues to play up. I have been awake since around 6am this morning coughing and wheezing. Got up in the end as i was not getting very far very fast with getting relief.&lt;br /&gt;It can be annoying when you are really tired yet you just cannot get enough relief to be able to sleep. It began to get tight when i was out at a friends house and then it has just stayed that way ever since. I do wish it would not mess about with my socialising. I like to be able to get out and do things and to see people. It is really annoying. Today i have a busy day ahead and i just know i am going to be tired all the way through it now because i had a rubbish nights sleep and once you have had once rubbish nights sleep several more shall follow as always seems to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-6774636482532438614?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/6774636482532438614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=6774636482532438614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6774636482532438614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6774636482532438614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/03/plumie.html' title='Plumie'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-4489554671812513330</id><published>2009-03-05T09:35:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-05T09:46:03.199Z</updated><title type='text'>Plumie - update</title><content type='html'>I have been well for four weeks. It has been great as i have been able to build up my strength and start walking to the post box and other little distances. I have also started going to Aqua Med it has been great.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I am now in the middle of a blip, my peak flow has dropped significantly. I have a hacking chesty productive cough. I have been told to put my steriods up to 20mg. I am breathless just sat still. It is very annoying as i was doing so well.&lt;br /&gt;I was just about ready to leave the wheelchair behind and begin walking more but now i cannot do this i will need to use it if i want to maintain my freedom and be able to get out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;Just doing household tasks is hard work once again. This is very annoying as i had got so well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-4489554671812513330?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/4489554671812513330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=4489554671812513330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/4489554671812513330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/4489554671812513330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/03/plumie-update.html' title='Plumie - update'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-8307480328226569009</id><published>2009-03-02T13:48:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:56:08.793Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hospital free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>KitKat - update!!</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been costa free for 10 weeks today - which is a new personal best!!! Ive been doing fairly well, had a few colds and wheezes but the nebs and the maximum pred are helping with that and keeping things on a fairly even keel!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im off to see my gorgeous nephew on wednesday so coach trip is all booked and paid for, then I'm back for a day before Im off on my jollies again to meet clarebear!! Im very excited by this.... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post again probably after my hols so till then take care all.&lt;br /&gt;Lv KitKat Xxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-8307480328226569009?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/8307480328226569009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=8307480328226569009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/8307480328226569009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/8307480328226569009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/03/kitkat-update.html' title='KitKat - update!!'/><author><name>rattles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05443362027817427981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wLx6gvMig_0/SiptxnI8gNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/uT2wHIGnOTM/S220/bagpus.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-6013026128416795028</id><published>2009-03-02T09:28:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-02T09:58:31.578Z</updated><title type='text'>Clarebear update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hey peeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I seem to be doing quite well at the mo, I have a cold that for the first time ever seems to be staying away from the lungs, I would usually have been in hosp by now so I'm happy :D I think the combo of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;subcut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;abx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I've been on every other day for the last 6 months may be helping! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Other than that not much going on in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Clarebear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; land, as the previous posts from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;emz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vicky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;show we had a fab time in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;! I forgot my camera big &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;DOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; but have a lovely pic of us all on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; eye and they took plenty of pics as you can see! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;In the next few weeks I'm meeting a few more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;aukers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; looking forward to. Lots of fun to be had! I have met quite a few of my online friends now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing an open uni course for the last few weeks but I just cannot get on with it. this is the 3rd one I've tried and so I have come to the conclusion I need to be taught I find it very difficult to be just given a text book and told to read and make notes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; are tutorials but there usually quite far away and hard for me to get to. I suppose this kind of teaching just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;for some! I have been looking at part time college courses and unbeknown to me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;there's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; a new college that has just opened up down the road from and they have a course &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;interested&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; in. Ive enquired online and hope to hear from them soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ttfn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Clare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-6013026128416795028?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/6013026128416795028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=6013026128416795028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6013026128416795028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/6013026128416795028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/03/clarebear-updat.html' title='Clarebear update'/><author><name>Clarebear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01131560542743335557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3nuQ_KHGHE/SqK8RSlw9ZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/2OL0s16xu8U/S220/carebear.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-7438219400554004061</id><published>2009-02-27T14:21:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-27T14:30:40.453Z</updated><title type='text'>Social services and cough!</title><content type='html'>I have started with a cough and i am breathless when i move around. I was doing so well but i guess this is the story of asthma. I am really really tired today. Been to town to get a few bits on the scooter but didnt stay out long as it is very cold out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally received my community care assessment today, i am not to receive any help from social services because i have only got asthma and it isnt in the class of receieving support. Very annoying but i guess this means i shall have to continue and find my own ways to cope with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have at least been accepted for DLA higher mobility and middle care after a fight. I would not be able to get out and about without my car or being able to use a mobility scooter. I can use a wheelchair when i have help with it but i cannot push my self in it especially not on days like today when i am breathless before i even start moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off to sort out my box of important documents it is in a mess and i have loads of paper work to file away as it is correctly sat in a pile on my desk chair and growing daily. Just wondering how out of breath i shall end up, i am hoping i wont go dizzy but i am guessing i will. Asthma!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-7438219400554004061?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/7438219400554004061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=7438219400554004061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/7438219400554004061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/7438219400554004061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/social-services-and-cough.html' title='Social services and cough!'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-756623397511339896</id><published>2009-02-24T14:54:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-24T14:57:27.121Z</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic Holiday</title><content type='html'>I went on my first holiday since my big asthma attack, this weekend, it all went smoothly and my asthma stayed stable and i had no problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove down to cheadle in stoke on trent, i spent the time with a friend i met at university. We played on wii fit and wii sports. We played board games. We went an indian restaurant and we also went for a few short walks. I also went and visited an orthodox church that my friend attends. I had a very good weekend. I am quite tired now but i am happy it went smoothly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-756623397511339896?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/756623397511339896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=756623397511339896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/756623397511339896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/756623397511339896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/fantastic-holiday.html' title='Fantastic Holiday'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-3500921818442894768</id><published>2009-02-22T18:39:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:51:20.580Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asthma uk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living with asthma'/><title type='text'>What a fabby week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It was half term this week! Well, for people who go to college/school. Me and Emma took ourselves off to Buckinghamshire to see Becca and then Clare when we went to London on Thursday. It was absolutely brilliant. I haven't laughed as much in a very long time. I got sat on, locked in the toilet, fell off the roundabout in the park, and then managed to get a migraine. Typical :P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got lung function tomorrow afternoon, seeing as my fecking doctors lost all my lung functions for the past 2 years, so I've got reversibility spiro, and stuff. Meh, I'm not looking forward to it at all. My chest hasn't been too impressed with me this week, and I know my reversibility is going to be rubbish. I'm rather worried that they're going to take one look at my numbers and go "pred." I'm the biggest, meanest child ever to be known when I'm on pred, and I sleep so much it's unreal. Not that I don't sleep unreal amounts as it is, but that's besides the point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'll leave you with a picture from London!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305696074266125554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Il5mrCwJmdk/SaGeeADRJPI/AAAAAAAAABA/bT0f9893v-U/s320/n597043626_2122937_2634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-3500921818442894768?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/3500921818442894768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=3500921818442894768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/3500921818442894768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/3500921818442894768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-fabby-week.html' title='What a fabby week!'/><author><name>vickyk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045053735402082469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Il5mrCwJmdk/SYttOeV0e3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/8lFJYmzK2jw/S220/n770325477_5692219_6103.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Il5mrCwJmdk/SaGeeADRJPI/AAAAAAAAABA/bT0f9893v-U/s72-c/n597043626_2122937_2634.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-2665038568893474158</id><published>2009-02-20T22:36:00.010Z</published><updated>2009-02-21T18:13:27.227Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='madness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>London</title><content type='html'>It's me again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was half term this week...and a bit of a mad one it was too. I finally got to meet Clarebear and finally got to see Becca again. Had a sort of mini splat and tested out the facilities at a different hospital, about had a heart attack watching Clare and Vicky on the dodgems, ate too much, laughed an awful lot and had the best time ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always here are some pics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305013059688528850" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SZ8xRUeK-9I/AAAAAAAAABI/7Cvl2b0qipg/s320/SDC10409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SZ8xfnoyXXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Mfq7o4eXj9A/s1600-h/SDC10392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305013305351495026" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SZ8xfnoyXXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Mfq7o4eXj9A/s320/SDC10392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SZ8zRBY9nFI/AAAAAAAAABg/n81T5_rKoN4/s1600-h/P1050082.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SZ8zRBY9nFI/AAAAAAAAABg/n81T5_rKoN4/s1600-h/P1050082.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SZ8yL2pCIcI/AAAAAAAAABY/FE1AL9pj-W4/s1600-h/P1050110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305014065293304258" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SZ8yL2pCIcI/AAAAAAAAABY/FE1AL9pj-W4/s320/P1050110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SZ8zRBY9nFI/AAAAAAAAABg/n81T5_rKoN4/s1600-h/P1050082.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SZ8zRBY9nFI/AAAAAAAAABg/n81T5_rKoN4/s1600-h/P1050082.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Catch ya soon.&lt;br /&gt;Emzieness xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SZ8zRBY9nFI/AAAAAAAAABg/n81T5_rKoN4/s1600-h/P1050082.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-2665038568893474158?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/2665038568893474158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=2665038568893474158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/2665038568893474158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/2665038568893474158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/london.html' title='London'/><author><name>Emzieness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15161940360173408233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SZ8xRUeK-9I/AAAAAAAAABI/7Cvl2b0qipg/s72-c/SDC10409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-5548735849475293383</id><published>2009-02-19T14:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T14:33:49.097Z</updated><title type='text'>Olive Update</title><content type='html'>This is a very quick post. I havnt fallen off the face of the earth but I have spent the past three weeks in Hospital due a very nasty asthma attack. I spent a week in ITU and am now on my second week on the resp ward. I hope to be going home next week as long as i keep improving. I will update a better blog later but get very tired jsut now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all are well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-5548735849475293383?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/5548735849475293383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=5548735849475293383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/5548735849475293383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/5548735849475293383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/olive-update.html' title='Olive Update'/><author><name>wheezy tux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02123312282355846782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0O6oSXp7Fk/SkNOpdYzg7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/erT2kMc98x0/S220/DSC02109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-7584446641474862015</id><published>2009-02-19T12:42:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:35:31.880Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dismissal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tribunal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living with asthma'/><title type='text'>KitKat - Update...</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd blog and say that after about 5-10 minutes of thinking about it - my management decided to terminate my contract of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;employment&lt;/span&gt; due to my brittle asthma being a total pain in the rear all last year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now officially jobless and starting to feel like I am lacking purpose but it will be going through an appeal and then possibly tribunal so watch this space....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asthma wise, I am doing OK, its sort of grumbling along really. I am starting to go out more now I have my disability bus pass which allows me to travel free on any bus service around my area. This has given me more freedom and has given me slightly more independence again too. I am however finding that the stress of everything that has been happening over the last few days is now starting to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;adversely&lt;/span&gt; affect my asthma, but I am doing things with friends most of the evenings this week to try and keep my mind occupied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I am going to go tidy the front room up now and then going to have a long soak in the bath!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all!! :-) Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-7584446641474862015?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/7584446641474862015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=7584446641474862015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/7584446641474862015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/7584446641474862015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/kitkat-update_19.html' title='KitKat - Update...'/><author><name>rattles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05443362027817427981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wLx6gvMig_0/SiptxnI8gNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/uT2wHIGnOTM/S220/bagpus.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-7807615220260536297</id><published>2009-02-15T16:17:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:33:24.273Z</updated><title type='text'>Plumie - doing well!</title><content type='html'>Hey, I am doing really well i have stayed in the green section of my asthma plan for two weeks (this is a really good thing). I am starting to use my nebuilser less in the day and am able to replace it with blue inhaler. I never thought i would ever see this day. My asthma is improving, although with brittle asthma, you can be stable for weeks and then suddenly SPLAT! I am hoping that i can get my full strength back so that when i do splat again i wont go as far back as i did in september 08.&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to be able to walk further and stand up for longer periods of time without going dizzy or getting too shaky. God is so amazing! He is helping me to manage my condition and not feel too sad or down about it all. I have nearly finshed a course called Expert Patient Programme, it has really helped me to learn how to live more effictively despite having a quite a few long term conditions. I never really realsied i had more than one till this course.&lt;br /&gt;This week shall be the test as i have been having 2 good weeks and 2 bad weeks, i am hoping i manage 3 good weeks or 4 would be even better! This week i am also going to be travelling quite a lot, going to see an old friend and also some family i am really excited and hopes my asthma holds out i do not fancy seeing any new hospitals. I am also starting aqua med at the local stadium, this is like aqua fit but it is for people who are on rehabilitation so is slower, i would love to with time get back to swimming. The steriods have finally had the cuddly affect on me, i spoke a little too soon that they werent. I have cut out snacks between meals and am trying to avoid as much fattening food as possible and just having lots of fruit and vegtables i will be glad when i am allowed to do more exercise, like walking to shops and doing folk dancing once again, i need to loose the cuddly effect and soon! I do not like it! :(&lt;br /&gt;Things are going quite well for me all in all, i still have to use the wheelchair but as someone kindly pointed out it gives me freedom to be able to do what i enjoy without it i would be still house bound so the wheelchair is worth freedom! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-7807615220260536297?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/7807615220260536297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=7807615220260536297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/7807615220260536297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/7807615220260536297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/plumie-doing-well.html' title='Plumie - doing well!'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-397323437591047113</id><published>2009-02-14T14:51:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:36:54.337Z</updated><title type='text'>Broken graseby pumps and grumpy lungs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm still getting used to being on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;subcut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; five months in, so sometimes I forgot I'm attached to something and get up without thinking and bang goes my pump &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;oops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;. Well after a few months of constantly being dropped my pump started misbehaving, alarming at the slightest knock. I informed my resp nurse while at clinic a few weeks back and she said she would go get me another but I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; be bothered waiting around in clinic so said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; come back another day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;! big mistake as we know last week it snowed and snowed so going out was not gonna happen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I then left it another week as it was still going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; afternoon I noticed my syringe was a little to full, and the lungs are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;grumpier as the day went on. Why do these things always happen at weekend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;grrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;! By early morning I was struggling, pump had given up on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I know I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; have made it to the hosp to collect new one. I gave up and rang an ambulance were I tried to explain what had happened once at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hossie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I was quickly sorted out with a new pump and after some b2b &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;nebs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hydrocortisone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I was discharged that afternoon (I wanted to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; by 9:30 by con made me stay till evening as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;sats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; were low, we compromised as originally he wanted me to stay overnight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So lungs less grumpy and pump sorted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I know the splat could have been avoided, but we learn by our mistakes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Looking forward to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; as I'm meeting up with a few fellow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;aukers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Vicky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;emz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Becca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ttfn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;clare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-397323437591047113?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/397323437591047113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=397323437591047113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/397323437591047113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/397323437591047113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/broken-graseby-pumps-and-grumpy-lungs.html' title='Broken graseby pumps and grumpy lungs'/><author><name>Clarebear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01131560542743335557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3nuQ_KHGHE/SqK8RSlw9ZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/2OL0s16xu8U/S220/carebear.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-2674560135083239608</id><published>2009-02-14T14:37:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-14T16:45:04.962Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel chaos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living with asthma'/><title type='text'>Argh!</title><content type='html'>Argh! For the love of all things holy! OK, I went to see my new GP yesterday. And they've decided to loose my poxy lung functions! Which means I've to go and do another set of spiro's. I hate spirometry. I can't do it. It's evil and always makes me seem much worse than I actually am. It also means going without my inhaler for 6 hours. Which just the thought of makes me panic. I'm relatively lucky that I got an afternoon appt, which means I can use my inhalers during the night when I wake up, which is something I probably would've ended up doing, even if I had've had a morning appt.  So that's booked for the 23rd of this month. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anything new... Hmm... I'm heading to Buckinghamshire on Tuesday! I can't wait! It's really wierd going somewhere in England and not having to fly over. I've got the flights and everything booked for it lol I'm not going to bother cancelling them. Easyjet try and charge a fee for cancelling a flight, which I'm having none of. Airlines get enough money out of me as it is, and I don't want to fund they're snobbyness. I've booked a flight home for a few days in March to see my mum, mates and boyfriend. I can't wait. It's been 2 weeks today since I left home, it's well wierd knowing I'm going home, but coming back here again. My mate said to me last night "You won't be tempted to stay now will you?" I know definately not, but it'll be hard saying bye to everyone again. It'll be good though, I really want to see my mum and nanny. I haven't seen Nanny since the start of January when she went to tenarife for 7 weeks. Ahhh! I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I need to tidy our room up, or we'll have no clothes for Bucks!&lt;br /&gt;ttfn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-2674560135083239608?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/2674560135083239608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=2674560135083239608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/2674560135083239608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/2674560135083239608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/argh.html' title='Argh!'/><author><name>vickyk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045053735402082469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Il5mrCwJmdk/SYttOeV0e3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/8lFJYmzK2jw/S220/n770325477_5692219_6103.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-10354435373709084</id><published>2009-02-14T10:27:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-14T10:35:34.638Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hospital free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normality'/><title type='text'>KitKat - update</title><content type='html'>I have managed a grand total of 8 weeks out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; so yippee!! I am very excited by that as I feel like finally after a year of being in hospital constantly -I am finally getting my life back!! I am still feeling rough on some days but not everyday and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; the most important thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am making the most of every single day I feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; or good and doing stuff with my day! I am hoping that soon I will be able to get back to work but there is a dispute at the moment as to whether they want the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hassle&lt;/span&gt; of making some adjustments to my working pattern etc-we'll see... watch this space!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I have been out everyday this week - despite the fact that its still mega slippy outside and there is still a fair amount of snow on the ground!! I only got back home on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; as I spent a week with family up north - saw my gorgeous nephew and believe me it was hard tearing myself away on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; but I will be seeing the family again in a few weeks. Also planned to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;clarebear&lt;/span&gt; too in march which will be great and I cant wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am going to have to get gone - gotta get dressed and get out of my house - need some shopping and stuff from town! Till next time guys (and gals) ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;KitKat&lt;/span&gt; Xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-10354435373709084?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/10354435373709084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=10354435373709084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/10354435373709084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/10354435373709084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/kitkat-update_14.html' title='KitKat - update'/><author><name>rattles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05443362027817427981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wLx6gvMig_0/SiptxnI8gNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/uT2wHIGnOTM/S220/bagpus.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-2452852227617449848</id><published>2009-02-13T22:53:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-14T13:30:24.055Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restrictions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living with asthma'/><title type='text'>Introducing Lucy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My name is Lucy, I'm 22 and I've been an asthmatic for four and a half years. I'm a happy, bubbly person with a passion for reading and anything pink! I love watching medical dramas and American TV boxsets such as Greys Anatomy, Gilmore Girls, Friends (of course!) and Dawsons Creek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was diagnosed with asthma a few days before I went to university after having a persistent cough for two months. Whilst at uni I seemed to get more and more chest infections and my asthma became harder to control. I also have multiple allergies including food colourings, aspirin, most painkillers (NSAIDs), the anti-sickness medicine domperidone and I also have salicylate sensitivity meaning my diet is very restricted and eating out / socialising can be tricky. The combination of severe asthma and multiple allergies means that I need to take lots of medicines everyday including four inhalers, six different types of tablet and two creams for my skin. I also wear a medic alert bracelet and carry two epi-pens everywhere I go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There is a common misconception that asthma is not serious, it's not life threatening and that it's cured by a blue inhaler. This couldn't be further from the truth and it can be very difficult to get other people to understand when you try to explain what it is like to live with asthma, particularly asthma at the more severe end of the spectrum. Uni was a difficult time for me and there were lots of up's and downs. I had a lot of hospital admissions mainly allergy related until the salicylate sensitivity was diagnosed. Being in hospital a lot meant I missed a lot of lectures but I always worked hard to catch up, even writing essays in hospital if necessary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I graduated in 2008 with a 2:1 and now work for my local council as a Community Information Specialist. I was absolutely terrified about getting my own place to live and starting full time work. I had no idea how this would impact on my health. I started work six weeks ago and so far it's going well but it's a struggle and I'm usually exhausted by Wednesday and need the entire weekend to recover. I've had one day off so far and a couple of afternoons off but I work flexi time which works in my favour really and means that I can start late and finish early if I'm not feeling so good. My manager has been very understanding about my condition but hasn't really see the full extent of it, I hope she doesn't have to! I love living in my own house too, I don't have to worry about keeping anyone awake at night if I'm coughing a lot but again it's a struggle when I'm not well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Recently my asthma has become a bit more unstable and I was in hospital with a chest infection just before Christmas where they found that my adrenal glands are not working properly as a consequence of repeated courses of oral steroids for both my asthma and allergies. I'm waiting for further tests before my consultant works out the best course of action but there is a possibility of trying Xolair, a relatively new treatment, to see if it would help my asthma and minimise my steroid use. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyone who is reading this who isn't an asthmatic is probably thinking it sounds awful... it isn't all bad though, life just involves a lot of juggling and fitting in time to take my medication or rest if I need to. In 2008 I swam a marathon in a month raising money for Asthma UK. It involved swimming a mile almost everyday between April and May and I raised nearly £300. I still try to swim regularly now as long as I don't have an infection. This year I hope to run the Race For Life in June and go on holiday in September, my first time flying and going abroad with my asthma and allergies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've tried to write this post so that hopefully other asthma suffers can find something they relate to but also non asthmatics can develop an understanding of the true reality of living with asthma. It's not all blue inhalers and getting out of puff in PE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-2452852227617449848?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/2452852227617449848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=2452852227617449848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/2452852227617449848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/2452852227617449848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/introducing-lucy.html' title='Introducing Lucy...'/><author><name>Lucy Ann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BmFWYUHIiJ0/TixEaRSagQI/AAAAAAAAADo/oFcm_McDryk/s220/tumblrpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-5624616053092832433</id><published>2009-02-12T14:05:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:16:35.064Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living with asthma'/><title type='text'>New Patient Medical</title><content type='html'>OK, so today was my new patient medical at my new doctors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went in, did weight, height, BP, PF and all that rubbish. Somehow she already has my notes from old GP, so she knows my history. Apparently a PF of 300 wasn't acceptable. Now, see this is where I disagree. This is normal for me now. As much as my room-mate will disagree with this statement, I'm fine. We talked about different approaches to take, and it has been decided I'm going to see the GP tomorrow. This should be interesting. It takes me a long time to trust a GP, after I got a rather rubbish one a few years back, and then another one who can't tell her arse from her elbow. Hmm.... How long will it take this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So watch this space, I could be trialling some new wonder drug that cures everything. I'm thinking of asking for Paracetamoxyfrusebendroneomycin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jcrijUrDDiI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jcrijUrDDiI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-5624616053092832433?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/5624616053092832433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=5624616053092832433' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/5624616053092832433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/5624616053092832433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-patient-medical.html' title='New Patient Medical'/><author><name>vickyk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045053735402082469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Il5mrCwJmdk/SYttOeV0e3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/8lFJYmzK2jw/S220/n770325477_5692219_6103.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-9092952698365390588</id><published>2009-02-10T13:13:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-10T13:23:47.844Z</updated><title type='text'>Plumies days</title><content type='html'>Since my incident with the snow on the car, i have been doing quite a bit. Been to church and still using the wheelchair, just walking to my car seems to have me huffy puffy. Why do boys alway seem to pinch your wheelchair as soon as you get out of it on to a normal chair? They seem to find it very funny. I think however it is very sad that people who can walk run and jump want to be able to mess around in a wheelchair, i do not think they understand how not fun it is for the person who requires it and that this person would much rather be able to run, jump and walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday i went to find about some voluntary work, after getting very lost and having to walk a lot further than the distance i was expecting i found the place. I think i will be doing 1 hour a week there. I am really looking forward too it. Next time i wont have to go nearly the distance now i know where it is, but it left me very very tired and i didnt sleep very well as i had done way too much walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday i went to the Stadium to meet up with a pals trainer (pratical activity leisure scheme). We had a good long chat on where my fitness levels werent and where i would like them to be. The lady explained to me why i get so breathless just walking it is all to do with the big muscles at the top of your legs they require a lot of oxygen and when you are not active and have breathing difficulties it can be very difficult to walk. So i now understand finally, i hvae asked many a medical person and they have never been willing to explain. i am happy now i know what it is. i also know breathlessness is a sign asthma worsening but since it hasnt worsened i knew that wasnt the main reason. I am going to be starting aqua med once a week and in time add in other sports. I am quite looking forward to starting some sport as i really miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i do know i have to be really careful not to over do it other wise i will go backwards and also if asthma is playing up one week i know i will have to be even more careful. Asthma really affects your day to day life, as one day you can be feeling great but you have to take it slow and other days you will be feeling horrid and unable to even get out of bed without being really breathless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-9092952698365390588?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/9092952698365390588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=9092952698365390588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/9092952698365390588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/9092952698365390588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/plumies-days.html' title='Plumies days'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-4341814948013146842</id><published>2009-02-09T20:43:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:52:07.140Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living with asthma'/><title type='text'>About Elephant2001/Vicky</title><content type='html'>OK, Well I suppose the right way to start this thing would be to say Hi! I'm Vicky, although I answer to Ickybob, Vicky, Icky Irish and Nutter. I'm 17, and have just moved from Ireland to Leicester. I live with my best mate and her family. 2 Asthmatics in one room. It makes for fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got moderate asthma, and am quite lucky that it doesn't affect me that much. I'm having a bit of a rough patch at the minute, but I'm blaming it on the weather and stress. I've had asthma for about 3 years. I'm a bit of a nightmare when it comes to being co-operative, and tell my room-mate to bog off when she tells me to take my inhaler. Generally out of sheer stubborness. But other times I'm just being stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I lived in Ireland I lived with my mum, stepdad, little brother and our dog, that 2 weeks before I left had 4 puppies. I've met some awesome people through Asthma UK, without asthma, I wouldn't have met them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very lucky to have the mates I do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-4341814948013146842?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/4341814948013146842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=4341814948013146842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/4341814948013146842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/4341814948013146842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/about-elephant2001vicky.html' title='About Elephant2001/Vicky'/><author><name>vickyk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01045053735402082469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Il5mrCwJmdk/SYttOeV0e3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/8lFJYmzK2jw/S220/n770325477_5692219_6103.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-1136814506506601395</id><published>2009-02-06T12:34:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:48:23.721Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living with asthma'/><title type='text'>Scary but funny snow experience</title><content type='html'>I was driving my friend home when all of a sudden there was a crunching noise and suddenly snow came down covering all of my windscreen i could not see a thing! I stopped the car and put on my hazzards while me and my friend laughed and laughed and laughed. Suddenly a very sharp pain, cramp like in my chest and it was getting worse the more i laughed it started to affect my breathing. Take deep breaths shot in to my mind, calm your breathing, try to stop laughing. After a few seconds the pain started to ease. My friend suggested she got out of the car to clear the windscreen and we both laughed again. The cramp came back panic set in, i got out of my car and stretched and i felt relief once more. I concentrated of taking deep breaths and trying not to laugh. Now when you want to laugh and are trying not to you know how hard that is! Thankfully i managed to calm myself and stop laughing, my windscreen was cleared and we could set off again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an asthmatic it is amazing how dangerous laughing can be, it can trigger an asthma attack off because it irrates and drys your airways which can cause tightness. It is unfair that something so simple like laughing can give you an attack. Thankfully this time using all my techniques i knew (stretches, deep breathing) i was able to prevent an attack and get safely on my way once more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-1136814506506601395?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/1136814506506601395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=1136814506506601395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/1136814506506601395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/1136814506506601395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/scary-but-funny-snow-experience.html' title='Scary but funny snow experience'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-7538593342145762163</id><published>2009-02-06T01:03:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:48:48.941Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel chaos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>kitkat update...</title><content type='html'>I spent a good 12.5 hours travelling what normally is little over a 2 hour journey today. The snow really did cause total chaos. My chest was quite grumpy because of the chopping and changing into and out of warm/cold environments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nebs are a life-saver though and I did fine after a few throughout the course of the day. The staff at national express were great too-really helpful considering what awful weather they faced....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive arrived up north had cuddles with my newborn nephew watched bath and bedtime and I am feeling very content.. I am now off to bed myself as I am totally wiped out but have a busy day of baby cuddling ahead of me tomorrow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-7538593342145762163?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/7538593342145762163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=7538593342145762163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/7538593342145762163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/7538593342145762163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/kitkat-update.html' title='kitkat update...'/><author><name>rattles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05443362027817427981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wLx6gvMig_0/SiptxnI8gNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/uT2wHIGnOTM/S220/bagpus.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-8630820790590371586</id><published>2009-02-05T15:37:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:49:37.693Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living with asthma'/><title type='text'>About Emzieness // Snow Fun</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Emma, i'm 17 and i'm an alcoh...I mean asthmatic :).&lt;br /&gt;I've had asthma for 3 years (On February 20th/21st) and although it is a pain, I suppose it's become a part of me. I have asthma- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It&lt;/span&gt; certainly doesn't have me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to share a few pictures of today. I spent today having fun with a fellow AUK'er and here are the results....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SYsITf-C3FI/AAAAAAAAAA4/XJ2qnJTJvYs/s1600-h/SDC10147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299338517623790674" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SYsITf-C3FI/AAAAAAAAAA4/XJ2qnJTJvYs/s320/SDC10147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SYsLdUquxEI/AAAAAAAAABA/vUb1El2-6BE/s1600-h/SDC10160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299341984923567170" style="width: 190px; height: 239px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SYsLdUquxEI/AAAAAAAAABA/vUb1El2-6BE/s320/SDC10160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SYsH_td-yzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Fp6hRzU1rk0/s1600-h/SDC10184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299338177650019122" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SYsH_td-yzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Fp6hRzU1rk0/s320/SDC10184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without having asthma I probably wouldn't have met some of the great people I have and if I was given the option of those friends or asthma...Friends would win- everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SYsH_td-yzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Fp6hRzU1rk0/s1600-h/SDC10184.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-8630820790590371586?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/8630820790590371586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=8630820790590371586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/8630820790590371586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/8630820790590371586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/about-emzieness-snow-fun.html' title='About Emzieness // Snow Fun'/><author><name>Emzieness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15161940360173408233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gj1P6KQWVRs/SYsITf-C3FI/AAAAAAAAAA4/XJ2qnJTJvYs/s72-c/SDC10147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-4605159858459399612</id><published>2009-02-03T14:46:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:18:11.562Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snowmen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GPs'/><title type='text'>Snow Day!!!</title><content type='html'>Its snowed an awful lot here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!! Lots of the stuff piled everywhere near me - transport ground to a halt and no buses to my area!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mmmmm&lt;/span&gt;! Did sort of snow me into my house but I have managed to push my way through it now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus to all this is that my god daughter wanted me to make a snowman - I have started on this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mammoth&lt;/span&gt; project - he is a slight snow mound at the moment though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!!! about 3 feet tall though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go out in short bursts coming in for regular &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nebs&lt;/span&gt; and cups of coffee - and warming/drying out the gloves :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a rather hideous chest infection but it tends to affect me worst during the night and early in the morning!! The rest of the day I have the odd rumblings of something but on the whole its all going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I today sent a very over due card of thanks to my old GP - this may seem strange but the woman deserves a medal for putting up with me for 8 years &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!!! She was one in a million and I felt she needed to be thanked for all her hard work, time and effort. Its strange how you get used to a certain GP when you have a chronic illness they sometimes do become very easy to talk to and my GP was no different to that - I didn't really find it too difficult talking to her about a variety of issues... My new GP is also great but having only seen her 3 times its still all very very new to me and needless to say its not as easy talking to her yet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ive&lt;/span&gt; had my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;neb&lt;/span&gt; and my coffee and I am stalling as i am not really sure how to make and stick the head on my snowman &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mmmmm&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; off out again - bye guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-4605159858459399612?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/4605159858459399612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=4605159858459399612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/4605159858459399612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/4605159858459399612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day!!!'/><author><name>rattles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05443362027817427981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wLx6gvMig_0/SiptxnI8gNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/uT2wHIGnOTM/S220/bagpus.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-36285055077103873</id><published>2009-02-02T09:48:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:19:17.066Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living with asthma'/><title type='text'>Its just Asthma!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I thought it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;appropriate&lt;/span&gt; to write this experience down and share it. It happened before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; but it has played on my mind for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I was playing in a football match and am right wing. The first half I was running down the wing that our supporters manager and coach etc were on. This was all fine. In the second half we switched sides and I had to run the wing with the away teams supporters and managers etc. My team know I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; asthma, how quick it goes off and what sets it off. Well I was running for the ball by the other teams group of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;coaches&lt;/span&gt; and they were all smoking I pulled up gasping for breath. It was like someone had shut a door to my lungs. They just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; let air out or in. My team captain came over and helped me but she over heard there group of managers saying "its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; asthma why do we have to stop the game" they started laughing and saying i was time wasting. Well my captain nearly flipped at them and a fight nearly broke out. My captain has seen me with my worst attacks so she knows that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; stop for no reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I was told this story after I felt better and I could not believe that they said its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; asthma. As sports people they should realise how life threatening asthma can be. I would also have thought that as Managers they would have more respect than to smoke on the sidelines of a football pitch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I know I have often been wheezing and when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; have asked me if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; I have shrugged it off as just asthma but I am the sufferer so know how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;When they said "its just asthma" it has really struck a nerve and made me really annoyed. We now tell the ref that people are not allowed to smoke on the sidelines. however some still do I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; spend my time running away from them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Maybe it is "just asthma" but I never time waste!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-36285055077103873?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/36285055077103873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=36285055077103873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/36285055077103873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/36285055077103873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-just-asthma.html' title='Its just Asthma!!!!'/><author><name>wheezy tux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02123312282355846782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0O6oSXp7Fk/SkNOpdYzg7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/erT2kMc98x0/S220/DSC02109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-3260845225702938492</id><published>2009-02-01T18:01:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:34:10.361Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about me'/><title type='text'>Allow me to introduce myself.....</title><content type='html'>My name is Emma- better known to many of my friends as either Wherrers or Emski depending on who you are. I have a pony and live at home with my parents and 2 (soon to be 3) dogs. I am currently studying for a History degree and loving being at university. I am just like any other student- lazy, enjoy the odd drink, eat way too much junk food,..... you get the picture. There is, however, one vital difference- I suffer from brittle asthma and have done since my previously mild asthma turned brittle at the end of 2007. This means in addition to my studenty activities I spend a large portion of my day taking inhalers, nebulisers and tablets just to allow myself to do these activities. At the moment this restricts quite a lot of the above student activities. I have managed to spend most of the term so far in hospital or at home due to being too unwell to return to Uni. Although my GP agreed last time I saw her that I was well enough to try returning this week. I was so so so happy to hear that :D. I have missed all my friends down there so much while I have been stuck up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having introduced myself I realise that I sound pretty whiny but I am hoping that by next academic year it will be a totally different story. I have just started on a 16 week trial of Xolair. It does involve 2 injections monthly but seeing as I have managed 2 admissions in as many weeks and they involve an awful lot of needles I shouldn't complain ;) It is hoped that it will transform my life- getting me off steroids and generally improving my "quality of life". I have decided that a positive attitude will make it work :) I am aiming, if it does work, to run a half marathon in the next year and to lose the 'cuddly' effect that plagues so many of us who have to take large amounts of steroids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you updated on my return to Uni- I am muchly excited about it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for listening to my rambling&lt;br /&gt;Over and out ( I've always wanted to say that!)&lt;br /&gt;Em&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-3260845225702938492?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/3260845225702938492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=3260845225702938492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/3260845225702938492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/3260845225702938492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/allow-me-to-introduce-myself.html' title='Allow me to introduce myself.....'/><author><name>wherrers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-5426208919677707290</id><published>2009-02-01T08:20:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:34:38.100Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Plumie - 01/02/2009</title><content type='html'>Did way too much yesterday and paid for it in the night, by having a lovely attack, if it can be called lovely?! Sat in bed struggling to breathe taking my reliever every minute until my symptoms decreased and finally disappeared just leaving me tired. Not something you want to be doing really at 2am. Would much rather sleep through this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i went looking a new cars and testing driving some. I have chosen the car i would like and it is on order as it needs adaptations fitting to make it suitable to me. Hopefully it will mean i have a more reliable car and that it will be more user friendly too me. Like i wont get stuck trying to get out of it, i wont have to twist as much to see and i wont have to lift my own wheelchair out a special host will do it for me. (lifting a wheelchair is not good for lungs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i was asked why i could walk around the house but could not walk around shopping centres or my church building. It has something to do with the size i believe and also how my chest is feeling on that particular day. It is very frustrating that people actually ask you why you use a wheelchair? When they think that as an asthmatic you should still be able to run around and do sports. My asthma really limits me and I find that I still cannot walk to the end of the street and back without having an asthma attack and feeling ill for the next few days following my little walk. Also my sats drop incredibly.  I personally do not like having to use a wheelchair as i used to be so physically active playing sports and doing lots of walking but if i want to prevent asthma attacks and spend some time out of the house i have very little choice.&lt;br /&gt;It is quite hurtful when people look at you and ask are you a fake? Deep down i really wish i did not need a wheelchair and that i could walk long distances and play sports but due to the many attacks and infections i have had in the last 2 years i need to take it really slowly and follow my medical professionals advice. I guess it is the things you need to do to avoid lots of hospital admissions.&lt;br /&gt;I am finally back on my maintance dose of prednisolone hoping that I will be able to stay at this for a while and maybe even come off it without a big flare up. When you have severe asthma it is the little achievements that are so big to that individual. Please do not judge people by what they cannot do, but by what they can do. People pointing out what someone cannot do due to the asthma is really not helpful and actually quite hurtful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-5426208919677707290?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/5426208919677707290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=5426208919677707290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/5426208919677707290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/5426208919677707290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/02/plumie-01022009.html' title='Plumie - 01/02/2009'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-2073147114771931516</id><published>2009-01-29T19:37:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:50:05.258Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>KitKat - update...</title><content type='html'>I have managed over a month out of hospital!! I came out on 21st December and more importantly I am still out! This is the longest that I have managed since this time last year as I spent all but 5 weeks of last year in the hotel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NHS&lt;/span&gt;!! I can say on reflection its been a very hard 12 months constant chest infections and wheezing, then the fact that it is so disabling that I haven't yet been able to return to work. This then adds stress to the situation which then makes things worse... thus the cycle continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am again fighting off another infection and judging by some others who also contribute to this blog, its a common but hard to get rid of bug that is currently living and partying in my lungs!!! I hope it does go soon... I am trying to get up early at the moment after realising I was getting myself into a destructive cycle of not doing very much! I have also been trying to walk around more - this has been difficult and I am wheezing and out of breath more as a result of it but it needs to be done in order for me to get back to work, I really hope also that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;remploy&lt;/span&gt; help with the work situation!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; slowly getting used to the disabling nature of brittle asthma though I am determined not to let it stop me doing things!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-2073147114771931516?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/2073147114771931516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=2073147114771931516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/2073147114771931516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/2073147114771931516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/01/kitkat-update.html' title='KitKat - update...'/><author><name>rattles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05443362027817427981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wLx6gvMig_0/SiptxnI8gNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/uT2wHIGnOTM/S220/bagpus.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-5540572437060704850</id><published>2009-01-29T15:33:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:24:44.243Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Plumie - 29/01/2009</title><content type='html'>I just realised it was pretty much the end of january 2009 where has the time gone? I have done pretty well no admissions so far this month, been out of hospital a month now, a month today in fact! Although i think there has probabley been a few times when i was really close. Asthma is really frightening especially when you are sat waiting for your reliever to kick in and you are wondering if it will this time or if you are going to have to parcel yourself off to the local a and e department.&lt;br /&gt;Today i have been to my expert patients programme course, i am really enjoying it even though i do find it very tiring all the talking and the walking up and down a very long corridor. We were learning about distraction and how to monitor your exercise and how exercise can be just getting up and dressed in a morning. I have also managed to play my flute for 30 seconds today :D&lt;br /&gt;I think i have started with a cold and certainly have a barking productive cough. How are other people doing with there asthma and the many bugs that are around? Are you ready for the big freeze that is apparently on its way? Are your lungs ready? How do other people find monitoring there condition there self? What ways have people found at doing this? I know that when ever you are in doubt about something off to the GP's or a phone call to the respiratory nurse is called for but the day to day management how do people do it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-5540572437060704850?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/5540572437060704850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=5540572437060704850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/5540572437060704850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/5540572437060704850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/01/plumie-29012009.html' title='Plumie - 29/01/2009'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-4515944037023922236</id><published>2009-01-28T22:28:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:25:03.890Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about me'/><title type='text'>About clare/clarebear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I've had asthma since for as long as I can remember. One of my first memories is of me sitting in my pram and my mum trying to give me my inhaler. I remember going into hosp a few times as a kid with chest infection, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exacerbation's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; and pneumonia. Up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; the age of 8 I was only on 2 inhalers and then it all started to get out of hand when I had pneumonia 3 times in 6 months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that point the slightest cold set off a severe attack which would land me in hospital for weeks. My medication has escalated over the years. The latest addition being subcut bricanyl. I've been on this around 4 months now and it has helped at night a great deal. I went from needing hourly nebs overnight to being able to sleep for 6 hours! It's not helped much during the day but sleeping that long has not happened in years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I tried working but had to give up after a few years of constant admissions and reducing mobilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I have alot more to add but its bedtime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ttfn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;clare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-4515944037023922236?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/4515944037023922236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=4515944037023922236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/4515944037023922236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/4515944037023922236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/01/about-clareclarebear.html' title='About clare/clarebear'/><author><name>Clarebear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01131560542743335557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3nuQ_KHGHE/SqK8RSlw9ZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/2OL0s16xu8U/S220/carebear.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-1820678563738776318</id><published>2009-01-28T14:03:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:25:48.284Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about me'/><title type='text'>About PeakSteve</title><content type='html'>Unlike pretty much all of the other members of the Asthma UK message board (and certainly all of the contributors to this blog), I don't have asthma.  I got involved with Asthma UK through their children's holidays, and now find myself in the position of leader of the West Sussex holiday for teenagers - not a terrifying as it sounds, honest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After volunteering for my first Asthma UK children's holiday (PEAK holidays as they were called at the time - hence my username), I signed up to Asthma UK's message board.  That was in 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By May 2005, after a particularly nasty bout of trolling on the message boards, I was made a moderator - partially down to my Internet security fetish, perhaps.  Since then I've been trying my hardest to keep the place in order, a task that's usually very easy thanks to the fantastic group of regular members we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside of Asthma UK, I fix computers and play keyboards for ballroom and sequence dancing in and around the Midlands region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created this blog at the request of a group of members of the Asthma UK message board; it's a place for spleen venting, creative writing, celebrating, moaning... anything goes, and probably will!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-1820678563738776318?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/1820678563738776318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=1820678563738776318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/1820678563738776318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/1820678563738776318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/01/about-peaksteve.html' title='About PeakSteve'/><author><name>PeakSteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06620708473961323572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o16c8YT2aRI/SXj9DWCX6TI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BfjNTIK6U58/S220/SP-Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-1152888858642620640</id><published>2009-01-28T13:38:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:26:08.049Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restrictions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about me'/><title type='text'>About KitKat</title><content type='html'>I have been asthmatic since I was a baby, but up to being 10 or 11 years old I was very well controlled with just two inhalers. When I started secondary school I was given some tablets to add to my medication regimen. By the time I was 15 I was on the more severe end of the asthma spectrum, frequently having severe attacks and getting very frequent infections. It was during this period I was trying to do my Duke of Edinburgh awards, I had managed my bronze with difficulty, and was struggling with the silver - it was the expedition component that was really really hard work! By the time I reached college I was on steroid tablets more-or-less continually. I did manage to complete my Gold level duke of Edinburgh award with only 1 major attack on day 3 of the 4 day saga!!! After this things did just progressively get worse so that I am now where I am now. I am 26 and have been classed as a brittle asthmatic since I was around 16. I now heavily rely on steroids and nebulisers, inhalers and tablets to get through each day, despite all this I try to lead as normal life as possible and was working full time up until a marothan admission last year which was 11 months out of the year... So now I wait to see if I can keep the job I love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite things at the moment being quite negative, I have met some wonderful friends on the Asthma UK forum since I joined it, they understand me more than some of my close friends from school etc. This is because they understand just how difficult asthma can be sometimes and how restrictive it can be and also understand how it sometimes helps just to chat with someone who truely does understand how and why your feeling the way you feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-1152888858642620640?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/1152888858642620640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=1152888858642620640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/1152888858642620640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/1152888858642620640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/01/about-kitkat.html' title='About KitKat'/><author><name>rattles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05443362027817427981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wLx6gvMig_0/SiptxnI8gNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/uT2wHIGnOTM/S220/bagpus.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-5917520714593220003</id><published>2009-01-28T12:57:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:26:21.558Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about me'/><title type='text'>About Olive</title><content type='html'>I'm Olive, I'm 23 and suffer with Brittle asthma. I take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nebulisers&lt;/span&gt;, inhalers, pills and all sorts. I have had asthma all my life but 7 years ago things took and interesting turn. I am  at University studying Sports Science. I am currently going through a stable period which is allowing me to start playing sport again and more importantly playing football. I play for the city team where I'm at uni. My university time has been up and down. i had to take a year out in the middle due to numerous hospital admissions with asthma. After a lot of frustrations and huffs and puffs my consultant told me I could go back to uni and complete my final year. So Hopefully I will graduate in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have met many great people through AUK and hospitals etc due to having asthma and would not change this. There is part of me that is glad to have asthma as I have met some amazing people and done things I wouldn't necessarily have done had I not had asthma. Just now though I am really enjoying life playing sport and aiming to complete my degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side. i am doing my dissertation for my final year on Respiratory Muscle function in asthmatic athletes and I am really excited to see the results. I am doing research to see if by using a power lung device lung strength will improve and work more effectively resulting in the athletes being able to achieve greater intensities of exercise for longer. Will keep you posted on how it is going!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-5917520714593220003?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/5917520714593220003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=5917520714593220003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/5917520714593220003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/5917520714593220003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/01/about-olive.html' title='About Olive'/><author><name>wheezy tux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02123312282355846782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0O6oSXp7Fk/SkNOpdYzg7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/erT2kMc98x0/S220/DSC02109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-3310280876513656819</id><published>2009-01-28T09:28:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:26:27.000Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about me'/><title type='text'>About Plumie......</title><content type='html'>I have severe asthma that limits my day to day life. I am unable to work at the moment due to decreased mobility caused by many attacks and infections. I spend a lot of time resting.&lt;br /&gt;I use nebulisers, inhalers and tablets to try and control my asthma. I can be really well one day and within a few hours i can be on my way to hospital with an attack that has come on for no real reason. I cannot walk any distance and rely on my car or wheelchair to get out and about.&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping that in the future i maybe able to get a part time job and sustain it but for now i just need to keep resting and concentrate on building up my strength gradually and slowly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-3310280876513656819?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/3310280876513656819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=3310280876513656819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/3310280876513656819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/3310280876513656819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/01/about-plumie.html' title='About Plumie......'/><author><name>Plumie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-1969804439948257208</id><published>2009-01-27T23:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:26:35.128Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about me'/><title type='text'>About Cookie....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sooooo how to begin? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm 17, a student and apparently brittle asthmatic. I am also in denial :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm studying Biology, Chemistry and Maths at A level. Yes, I'm insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I've had asthma since I was about 5, and have always been an allergicky sort of person. Until I was about 14 my asthma was well controlled, then from there it's all gone a bit mad! The last few years have been a bit of a rollercoaster ride, but *touch wood* I seem to be getting a bit more in control. As bad as it's seemed at times, I count myself lucky that I don't do hospital admissions, and manage to be fairly active. I've also met some great people through the Asthma UK forums in the last few years.&lt;br /&gt;Right - it's late and it's taken me over 2 hours to write this much! I'll have to write something that makes a bit more sense when I'm more awake. Let's hope more people are along soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;TTFN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-1969804439948257208?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/1969804439948257208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=1969804439948257208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/1969804439948257208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/1969804439948257208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/01/sooooo-how-to-begin-im-17-student-and.html' title='About Cookie....'/><author><name>Cookiecat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04593167293100226805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNptQ1dP7C4/SX98UbYoSdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9rDaiQbPA7A/S220/035ostrich_468x538.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480775136157566176.post-7029898405916689905</id><published>2009-01-27T20:51:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:26:56.807Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Admin'/><title type='text'>What's it like to live with asthma?</title><content type='html'>I don't know.  Not directly.  I live with an asthmatic - a well-controlled one at that - but I don't have asthma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best people to ask about living with asthma is those who live with asthma.  Be they sufferers, carers, parents or all of the above - they all have their stories to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where you can read them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480775136157566176-7029898405916689905?l=catchingourbreath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/feeds/7029898405916689905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480775136157566176&amp;postID=7029898405916689905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/7029898405916689905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480775136157566176/posts/default/7029898405916689905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchingourbreath.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-it-like-to-live-with-asthma.html' title='What&apos;s it like to live with asthma?'/><author><name>PeakSteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06620708473961323572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o16c8YT2aRI/SXj9DWCX6TI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BfjNTIK6U58/S220/SP-Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
