BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

I haven't blogged in a while.  I have been really busy over the past few months and usually when I finally have some free time, all I want to do is lay in my  bed.  Not sit on a computer chair. So I end up doing facebook and words with friends from my phone and that is it. 

Today, however, the last thing I want to do is lay in bed. It sounds like freaking torture to me.  I just don't wanna.   That is all I have been doing since this week started.  Which is crazy.  I am not the most active person out there but I am definitely not the type of person who just sits there.  I can't.  Except there are days that I am unbelievably busy and going non-stop, where I secretely wish I could be whisked away for a couple of days where all I would do is lay in bed and watch tv and read books.  Be careful what you wish for.

Husband caught a cold last week and brough it home.  I caught the stupid bug from him, but unlike him instead of being over in two days.  I caught an asthma attack instead.  Sunday I mainly stayed home laying in bed sleeping. I went out to the fair with the husband and daughter so we could have some zeppoles and she could go on the ferris wheel.  big mistake! All the smoke from the stands hit my lungs.  I kept wheezing despite using my inhaler and the nebulizer .  I kept going doing what I had to do anyways because I had shit to do and it had to get done.  The wheezing continued.  Tuesday I go up and I was unable to take Bella to school.  I just couldn't breathe.  I made an appointment for the doctor.  And my dr gave me some prescriptions but he said he wanted me to go into the hospital because it looked like i was too tired to breathe.  I decided to just go home.  I didn't want to go to the hospital at all.  I went home.  next morning I called my mother and asked her to come over and help me out a little.  She was all mad at me but came anyways.  by 3PM.  My lungs started shutting down.  The medicine wasn't helping me.  My mother calleed 911 at about a quarter to 4.  They rushed me to the hospital.  I was there for two days.  It sucked. 

I'm still not ok.  My dr was mad taht they had discharged me.  he thinks I'm still not well enough and put me on some really strong meds.    This whole week has sucked. 

I can't even think of anything else to type now because I am so tired again.  stupid lack of oxygen,.  booooo!!!!!!