or just Asthma..So I goes to the Dr. where all they do is allergies and they have a bunch of cool machines and lots of nice nurses and cute Dr.'s..They take all my information down and then do a blow into a thingy test. Oh you can't believe how I had to bite my tongue when she started staying things like, first you blow into this and I'll keep saying blow blow blow even when you won't want to.(sounds like my first marriage)..then they give you an air treatment where you suck on a machine and then the blow treatment again. Oh man. My mind was spinning with smart ass remarks, if it had just been me and the technician, I would have said each and every one of them, but they had a guy going thru OJT and he looked like he was about to cry any how and if I started making blow job jokes he would have run screaming from the room. Then they have me blow then they have me suck...(I'm telling you it was just one punch line after another)...So I blew then I sucked and then I blew again...my blowing was almost 30 percent better after the sucking treatment. (I could have told them that..ha)..Then they did the prick test..(after being married 3 times I'm a champ at dealing with little pricks)..and here's the good news bad news...I'm not allergic...I'm 'sensitive'...which the Dr says is the same thing..except if you're allergic you can take the allergy shots and if your 'sensitive' you can't . So all the things I am sensitive to are triggers that kick off asthma attacks. Which is what I had Sunday. He said he doubted very much if the fence was a trigger. Said it could have been perfume, grass, cigarette smoke, any number of things..So now I'm on Astepro which is a nasal spray, Symbicort which is an inhaler, Nasonex which is another spray and can finish off the Proventil which is another inhaler..So I inhaled stuff into my lungs and squirted and sprayed crap up my nose into my head and went to bed..slept pretty good and didn't sleep with a tissue with me for the first time in months..didn't blow my nose or anything all night long. Woke up the next morning and could breathe..my head is clear and I can breathe...thank Goddess almighty I can breathe. I felt so good I got into a verbal smack down with some schmuck on Bab's facebook. Tada..I do this twice a day..spraying squirting and sucking. Plus he gave me a script for a pedipen in case I have a bad case of asthma like I did the past Sunday. Praise Oral Roberts I are healed. Well, not healed, but at least there is something they can give me that will help. I go back in a month...and the great thing is ..he gave me 2 little bags full of goodies..3 free samples of each thing I take. Plus the scripts..I really do like this Dr. he's funny..I like funny.
This Thursday I'm having Chinese New Years at West Rest Haven. I am making egg drop soup, pork stuffed wanton's with sweet sour dipping sauce. Cream cheese filled wanton's for desert and each person gets a whole orange(for good luck)..I will have fortune cookies and green and oolong teas. Suzanne is going to bring fortune cookies and chop sticks..and not sure what else. she will probably buy something as it's going to be a lot easier..I went thru about 4 different things I was going to make but they were really hard to make for 30+ people..for 3-4..no biggy, but for large group..it's a pain in the ass. Kathy is supposed to have red table cloths and red napkins and each person will get a red flower.(red is the color of fire and it chases away bad luck)...I'm really nervous about this one..Chinese isn't for everyone..but Louis said as long as I didn't make Chinese Assholes stuffed with rice, I'd be ok..I love Louis.
Did I tell you I lost another one of my little first row ladies?...If you go back and look at the pictures, she's the one in the wheel chair..I loved her..such a sweetheart..My front row is thinning out..
Was going to post pictures from Wolf's from Superbowl Sunday, but battery going out on my fecking camera so only got about 3-4 good ones..will post them separate. I'll also post about the Chinese New year too..Cross your fingers for me..