Had my first asthma attack on Sunday night. I have been feeling so yuck with this cold thingy and it had left me with a hacking cough. We had been out and i just didn't feel like drinking and just felt a bit bleugh. Came home and went to bed and then woke up at 12.00am gasping for breath. This next part now gets quite funny. I started coughing and coughing and struggling to get breath out. So i went to the bathroom ( i have had 3 very large babies and if theres alot of coughing involved i need to be near(think on) the loo
I am trying to sip water and think that l need my DD very old out of date inhaler which is at the back of the cupboard. DH comes into pass me a drink and l gasp get me Zoe's inhaler. He looks a bit stunned at me and goes off comes back and hands it to me. Cut this short inhaler did it's job and after 30 mins i was breathing better. Got back into bed DH said "you alright now, cos l was thinking how would i explain to your parents that you had passed on Elvis Style. " He's a keeper
Anyways have new indate inhalers and yesterday did Tescos shop at 6.30a.m out by 9.00a.m. Then went into town and managed to float the whole of the bucks economy.