life in the darkness

Today was a step forward. I have managed to fill out my asthma action plan and have managed to get a rescue pack of Prednisolone for when I’m in a future flare-up like this. It’s horrible when you hear the sounds of your nan with COPD coughing across the hall every night for the last few weeks. The cough means she’s whistling and weazing. I’ve finally managed to get her to get checked by the doctor tomorrow, so things should be on the mend for her. My voice is slowly coming back, but I’m still coughing, but not as much. I’m hoping things will get better over the next week. Thank you to everyone who has supported me, helped and advised me over the last few weeks. It means alot! I’ve never had an attack that bad since 2014.