Monday, February 04, 2008
I spent the whole of my Sunday being breathless AND watching Prison Break (they don't co-relate of course, even Mr Wentworth (drool) Miller is not enough to make me THAT breathless).
Ms Breathing Problems had to have a go at me, and she chose Sunday morning as her day. Great. How was I to laze around and sleep late - what normal people to on Sundays - when I can't breathe properly? Not to help that no one else uses the Ventolin or Salbutamol around here. Panic attack there for a minute, some tears out of sheer frustration at not getting my breaths anywhere but stuck in my throat - but that yoga position (which I remembered out of a newspaper article, bless my memory) and deep breathing for like half an hour helped.
That, and him.
:p
Monday people, get working!!!