This is the first time I’ve have this type is inhaler. Good ol’ asthma. You giant pain in the arse.
It’s weird to get used to, but according to the pharmacist it is the better delivery system as you actually get all of the medication delivered directly into your lungs as opposed to the back of your throat.
The only reason I was a little annoyed with getting this inhaler was the price.
Not for me personally but others who might not have a health care card.
The original one I had was just like a Ventolin inhaler, except purple and it had a counter on the back with 150 charges. It was $33 full price. (Heath care card it was $5)
This one comes with 60 charges and was $60 full price. (With a health care card it was $6).
So basically half the medication for double the price. I can’t help but feel bad for the people who do pay full price.
When I don’t have Seretide, I go though a normal Ventolin inhaler in 3 days. Doctors recommend you use it no more then 3 times a week. Ugh. Fuck asthma.
Just a little..
Ok, so I broke the fucking freezer door.
Today was one of the most mentally taxing I’ve had, and a mother fucking freezer door set me off.
Shin splints stop me from jogging. Legs hurt so bad I can’t even walk.
My asthma keeps flaring up and just being a general cunt.
My wifes cat insists on pissing on the carpet and floors around the house and not her tray. I’m fucking sick of stepping in and cleaning up cat urine. It is one of the most foul smelling things on this planet.
And there are other things, but I can’t work out what. But they have all been building up and I finally snapped.
I asked a genuine question on a forum to a group of people and the first response I get is “Google it”.
The freezer door kept popping open before. I kept rearranging the food to make to let it close properly. It didn’t. It just kept popping open in front of me… and fuck knows why but I started yelling, smashing the door open and closed and punching the food inside the freezer.
A -slight- overreaction.
Wife freaked out a little and was just dumbfounded as to why I lost my shit
I still don’t really know.
She tried to talk to me about it all, but thinking about what I did and why I did it just made me more angry. I had to beg her to drop the topic and let me be for a while so I could cool down.
What the fuck is wrong with me..
God fucking damnit.
You have got to be kidding me.
Honestly feeling overwhelmed and like I’m about to snap.
I have Shin Splints again. My legs are on fire and hurt so badly. I only managed 20 minutes of jogging today before they just decided to pack it in.
I finally find something that’s healthy, helps me keep a clear head and I enjoy and my Body just cracks it.
Rest is the only real thing that can help.. but I don’t want to rest I was to run.
FUCK.
http://www.sportsinjurybulletin.com/archive/0161-shin-splints-treatment.htm
I’m attempting to follow these now to try and fix it.
It’s just so frustrating. Honestly I feel like crawling in a dark corner..
I’ve been jogging the past few days as it seems to help clear my head and stop be feeling down.
Each day I’ve jogged and little longer then then before. Hit 47 minutes before I almost threw up.
I had written down the calories I had burnt and the distance, but my lovely son squirted my PC with his water pistol so an emergency shut down took place and I lost all the info.
Well, shit happens I suppose.
Jogging tomorrow. I think I’ll try for an hour. I would like to jog for an hour a day at least. Jog for a few days, rest and so on.
Wife was yelling at me cause she thinks I need to rest more. Meh.
Ill keep going. She’s also got me taking St Johns Wort. Apparently it’s a herbal antidepressant and mood stabilizer. Seems to be working so far and coupled with the jogging it helps keep my mind straight.
Do a quick search for ‘Depression’ on tumblr.
So many people crying out for help, they need it more then I do.
This is why I didn’t like talking about it, I don’t want to detract from the people who really need help.
I feel myself sinking. I was fine this morning but now my mood is just going down.
It’s probably because I did some thinking.
I have no real friends on this side of the country. No one to talk to, or have a drink with.
I don’t want to talk to my folks about this, they don’t need to worry about me and my issues.
I really don’t want to talk to my wife about it anymore, if I did I couldn’t help but feel that I’d be pissing her off.
There is no one here to help.
How could I have gone so long not knowing I was sinking into this pit, and it took my wife yelling at me to realize it.
I’ve been on antidepressants before. I will not go near them again. No. Fucking. Way.
So a few weeks ago, my wife and I had an argument. It was over something so trivial that I couldn’t exactly understand why we were yelling.
When I asked what we were doing, she told me she has watched me change over the past few months, and she was worried about me.
She told me I don’t look happy and I seem depressed all the time, that I’ve been having weird mood swings and I’m over reacting to small stupid things.
It took me forever to calm her down and I insisted I’m fine. I am happy and nothing is wrong. I was sure she was worried about nothing.
It kinda struck me yesterday, that she was right. I’m not happy, and I have been over reacting to the tiny shit that shouldn’t bother me. I’ve lost my appetite, and I just feel like sleeping or jogging, I just want to be alone with no noise.
The issue is, I don’t know why I’m unhappy. I have an amazing wife who I love so very much, and incredible son who makes me smile all the time and aside from the normal financial stresses of life, I have a great life.
So why the fuck so I feel like breaking down and crying for no good reason? Why do I swing from massive rage to wanting to be alone in a quiet corner.
I don’t get it.
My Sons Great-grandmother bought him his birthday present.
She wanted me to put them on for him to watch… I haven’t owned a VHS player for…a long time.
I didn’t have the heart to tell her.
Brother went to the US for a holiday. When he returned he got me hooked on this shit.
My wife was feeling a little down today, so I made chocolate cake with raspberry and chocolate icing, served with a pink thing of that bubbly stuff she loves..
She currently has the biggest grin on her face.
Mission accomplished.
Photo is a little blurry.. ack. Sorry.
