Listening to the Voices in My Head

Last Sunday, when walking around a corner to MiL's favorite noodle house, I walked into a thick cloud of cigarette smoke. In one day, I went from an asthmatic with seasonal allergies to having a severe upper respiratory infection. The high fever gave me something else, too, but hey, gotta keep something out of the public.

Of course, my GP Dr H was on vaycay (Grand Finals) and I couldn't get an appointment with the doc covering his patients.

I put a call out to the group mind, aka Facebook, to ask what to do. And I got results. Doctor's on Demand. Only irritation I had was I paid for a 15 min video consultation, and got a 4 min 15 second phone call. Regardless, I did get the needed antibiotics, and BONUS! a steroid inhaler.

I am feel physically better (still coughing, but no blood anymore), but I also at the same time feel so much pain. This is the first time I have been seriously ill and not have Loki there with me. I haven't been able to rest/sleep during the day, because he isn't there. He would curl up next to or on me, emitting a low rumbling purr until I fell asleep. He would be there when I woke up. Wing and Alan keep telling me to go take a nap, and I just put on the proper face, smile and say not sleepy. I run myself into exhaustion so when I do go to bed, the pain because of the empty place where he should be fades. Only to have to go through it again another day.

There have been some fires somewhere, and the air was almost painful to breathe. I was definitely wheezing a bit today. Couple smoke with humidity, and it was like chewing the air.

Brought the arrows aikidomayland made for D'Arcy, and he was most bouncy and pleased with them. Shooting was good.

Upon arrival, we were told that some sumabidges broke into the frigging cargo container/shed againand this time stole all the arrows. Whoever did it came prepared with heavy duty bolt cutters, which were probably more expensive than the damned arrows!

Went to Foo Gwai, and sacrificed pork buns to akire-yta with all proper pomp and circumstance. *urp*

The air has cleared out so breathing is a bit less like trying to breathe water. Asthma + smoke from fires + high humidity = Ventilyn. Fun fun.