As I write this, it is Saturday night and I have been in bed since about 7 pm. I am not feeling well and all I can think about is the sound my chest makes every time I breathe in and out. Sometimes it sounds like a high pitched train whistle, other times it sounds like a low rumble or gurgling. My chest is tight, and when I attempt to lay down, the tightness feels like it is increasing. If things do not turn around quickly, then I know where this is heading.

All of this wheezing nonsense started off as a cold. A simple cold virus, that was supposed to just run its course and depart as quickly as it came. It has not. Just like the last two times I caught a cold, it has turned into something more. Something that makes me feel worse than the cold symptoms did.

I slept most of yesterday away – because of the cold. That is all I have wanted to do today, but the wheeze and the tightness keep me awake. They make me worry.

I feel asleep before I could finish writing this post. Woke up to a worse wheeze. Breath in – Wheeze. Breathe out – Wheeze. In and out – wheeze, wheeze, wheeze. Now I am trying to decide whether I should stay in Augusta, or head home. Both places have doctors and hospitals…

I remember when colds were simply colds for me. No big deal. A snotty nose and I could keep on keeping on. Now colds are these dangerous things that interfere with my breathing and sometimes cause me to end up in the hospital.

I think I am going to take a nap now.