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[the_siobhan]

Last night I had the worst asthma attack I've ever had.

I should have gone home a lot earlier than I did, but I was fighting giving into it, wanting to stay out and play. When I finally did go home I couldn't find my inhaler right away and I started to panic, searching the house, running back and forth until the world got very dark and very small and I woke up on the floor.

Today I hurt all over. The inside of my chest feels like there is a brick in it, my throat is raw, the muscles around my rib cage are aching, I'm covered in bruises, I have a bump on my knee and a matching one on my bean.

The irony of all this is that a major topic of conversation at the pub was the bylaw that goes into effect in Toronto on Tuesday, making all bars and clubs smoke-free.

I said I couldn't wait. Make that times 10.

Comments

[50-ft-queenie.livejournal.com]

!!!!!

Holy fuck. Now I wish I'd either insisted that Axel go home with you, or that I'd gone home with you myself.

Promise me you'll carry your inhaler with you from now on. Please?

[the-siobhan.livejournal.com]

Next time I'll go home when it starts to get bad, instead of hanging around until I'm strangling.

Hm

[mr-sharkey.livejournal.com]

I vote that we find you a shiny-gothy-punky inhaler-sized carrier of some description so that you can still look baddass while carrying your inhaler with you - it'll look so cool that you won't want to go out without it. How about a single hollow horn that you wear on your forehead?


M.