The last couple of days I have had all kinds of thoughts running through my head.  I think I may have figured out part of the reason why I have been down in the dumps a bit since Friday.  I have a nasty wheeze in my chest.  Seeing how it has not been that long since I was in the hospital for my asthma it kind of makes me angry. 

I feel like I endured all those steroids and all those extra insulin shots for nothing, because now that the steroids are out of my system the wheeze has come back.   This kind of repeated asthma problem is why I got depressed about having asthma when I was first diagnosed.  

I had my asthma under control for a good six to nine months, and  now it feels like  I am back to where I started, almost three years ago.  Feeling like I am breathing through water, coughing, and not feeling good.  

I have an appointment with my pulmonologist next Tuesday.  I am hoping I can make it until then, that way if I end up in the hospital again, I will be in the hospital where he has privileges.  

I guess I will have to get the Skippin’ Ninja to kick the asthma in the knee.  That might make my mental state a little bit better.  

I still need to work on getting angry about things I have no control over.  I have no control over what the asthma does and I got angry.  I need to learn how to just take it in stride.