When I was a child, there were no inhalers or quick fixes to breathe better, I was on steroid oral medication to open up the lungs. I was fed crocodile meat (it does taste like chicken) , bat soup and god knows what other home remedies my mother heard about and had to try, to ease my suffering. Nothing worked.
I blame my asthma for me being so socially awkward and inept, as I was always sick and never played with the rest of my siblings and the neighbourhood kids. I learned to be alone and to make up stories in my head and keep myself entertained. My own company was pretty good.
|10am view today|
I live with asthma and I do what I can to stay away from potential triggers, but when the tiny island I live on starts to look like one big smoking room...... well then I am fucked.
|sat image of hotspots and the yellow cloud is the smoke|
Yesterday we had our worst day of grey skies and smoke filled air, this happens every year from june to September (our dry and hot months) and we expect the haze to come say hi each year, but this year its been really suffocating. the last time it was so bad was 1997 and we seem to have surpassed the conditions of that horrible year.
I monitor our National Environmental Agency website and have it bookmarked and open all day. it gives us a PSI (pollutant standards index) of the air quality every hour. I cant open my windows as the flat gets filled with smoke, its our hot and humid season so am really not a happy camper stuck in my sauna of a flat.
Its been awhile since I felt like this......not being able to breathe properly. one thing though....I am sooo looking forward to New Zealand in 10 days.