Monday started with a trip to the doctors for a spirometry test. The good news is that I don’t have lung disease, but the nurse said that the results were classic asthma, my peak flow was lower than it ought to be and I needed to go back to the doctor to decide what treatment I needed. The next available appointment was 31 October! My body had other ideas and on Monday night the asthma decided that it was not going to be ignored. On Tuesday, I arrived at work in a state, coughing and coughing and coughing. I spoke to the doctor on the phone and got a prescription for the asthma preventative and went home with the firm intention of working from home. Again my body had other ideas, asthma attack central. I was at one point considering a trip to A&E.
By Wednesday, I did do some work from home but not a lot, the wheezing was bad but the coughing was more under control. With hindsight, I can see that the asthma was set off by a cold, which came out in full snotty force on Wednesday night/Thursday morning. Cue the rest of the week feeling rubbish and being in bed and stressing about how messy/out of control the flat and my life felt.
Ma came over on Friday and stayed. On Saturday, I left the flat for the first time since Tuesday to do some shopping and visit the allotment. Ma did a solid two hours of weeding and I collected produce and arsed about. I was in bed at 9pm because I am rock and roll.
This week is looking much more prosaic. I have work (obvs), a new boiler being fitted, a team building afternoon and lots more sleep. Rock and roll!