So uncharacteristic, I began running about six weeks ago.
Once-twice a week became two-three times a week became daily. Huh, I’m running! Not a runner, but running no less.
About four weeks in I felt a funny coldness in my throat. Then a cough developed, non-productive, just annoying. Then I couldn’t breath deeply – butterflies fluttered in my chest. Then my sweet Guy felt hesitant to hike with me because: what would he do if I can’t breath?
I did some internet research. The three main triggers for asthma:
* change in exercise
* change of weather
* air quality (pollution/allergies)
And the two big questions: any family history of asthma or allergies? Why, yes. Both in my own body: asthma as a baby, allergies currently.
And so, my attempt to get healthier than I’ve been in a long time kicked me in the rear. I now have asthma, and just picked up my first-ever inhaler. It may not be forever, but it is for now.
Bummer. And yet…
I am grateful for advances in science and health, scientists and doctors who know how to diagnose and treat various health issues.
I am grateful for hope that the inhaler will help.
I am grateful for all the crazy-beautiful blooms that release pollens that cause allergies, because Beauty.
I hope to always be on the receiving end of the rainbows God throws out, whether or not they appear vibrant, colorful, and delicious.
