Boy what a busy day! I asked Ted to pick up my asthma inhaler yesterday when he was doing some shopping for mom; I gave him the money and prescription, but he came home with a dozen cans of Reddi-wip. He and Brew spent the remainder of the night doing whippets, and this morning I found Ted laying in the bathroom unconscious (at least he had clothes on this time). Unfortunately; he's being stabilized at the hospital right now. That dickweed should have gotten me my inhaler, I can barely breath let alne type roght now.
My contact-dermatitis oscillator (which I use for silver) was off the chart yesterday; and I'm as giddy as can be, I just have to keep my breathing under control. Today I feel like I'm bathing in hydrocortisone and loving it.
I'm off to get my inhaler, I'm getting dizzy and lightheaded….
