I had one of the days where I wanted to push myself a bit and clear up my mess in the living room (mainly medication boxes) and even though it wore me down and I was having to neb afterwards to get my lungs to co-operate, I felt great because I was able to keep going and I saw something through from start to finish. I've not been able to do that in so long because of my breathlessness. Heck there were times where I would start doing something and then get distracted and you could follow the trail of things I had been trying to do! I am still adapting to my new way of life. I think the hard bit has been remembering that where I go, my bag needs to come too, I tried to walk off without it a few times! That must have been funny to watch!
I like to think that I am an optimistic person. I've been through so many things and overcome them, heck I have had people throwing nasty comments and accusations my way (who hasn't?) but I have kept going because I held on to the simple truth. I know what is what. I know my conditions and I know the effect they have on me. No one has the right to judge me or say anything because they haven't walked a mile in my shoes. Only a number of people know what brittle asthma is like and that number is nearly nothing compared to the people who don't. I always say to people that unless you can say you have experienced what I have, then you can't look down your nose at me. There are self-righteous people out there who will only ever see the world their way (despite what anyone else says) and there are people out there who will make nasty comments because they feel it's their right to do so. I don't let them get to me. They have no bearing on what my life is or how I live it.