Sometimes we take simple things for granted, like say, breathing. How much do you think about breathing outside of yoga classes and an occasional attempt to meditate? Not much, huh?
Asthmatics think a lot about breathing because, for us, there are times when it is almost impossible to accomplish what should be completely natural. I don't like to think about my breathing at all, I just want it to happen automatically without my having to do things like take bad medications and visit emergency rooms. Most of the time, I'm pretty lucky that way. Sometimes I lose the crapshoot. Then it takes a couple of days to bounce back and I go through a renewed vow to be ubercareful with my preventative medications.
Today I slept until 3 pm. You wouldn't think it could be possible, but I hadn't slept the night before due to the asthma attack, and then I was so completely exhausted just trying to breathe that once I got into my bed with the nice clean sheets and the comfy pillows propping me up, I was out like a light. The boy woke me up when he got home from school.
The wonder of it all is, I feel so much better. Restorative sleep, lots of medication, and the ability to breathe again is incredibly renewing.
Now I've got a ton of work to make up, and very little time to do it. Thank goodnews Lost is a repeat tonight. Stumble It! JBlog Me