As a kid I was diagnosed with asthma. They do this thing where you have to breathe into a computer and it tells them how pathetic your lungs are.

And then it got better. I assume because I exercised more and lost weight in high school, the asthma went away. For years I lived inhaler free. And then everything started going downhill.

These days I need more inhaler more often than I would like, especially in the winter. The cold air hits my lungs and they refuse to work properly.

Earlier this week I went out in the evening and I was planning on walking home. When I left the relative safety of inside, I discovered that the temperature had dropped dramatically in the three hours I had been inside. My lungs immediately started reacting to the cold, and the further I walked the more panic set it.

And I felt like a complete fool. I swore at myself, at the cold, at my aching body, at the tears that formed in my eyes.

It hurts to know that I can’t just trust my body to work.

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