I had accepted the fact that I was going to be an asthmatic for the rest of my life but when the doctor told me I needed a steroid inhaler to control my breathing I was rather shocked. I didn’t like the word steroid and refused to be a part of the muscle building aggravated men you see working out in the gyms. The doctor just laughed and told me that steroids do many things other than increase your muscle size. The steroid inhaler was designed to relax my lungs when they begin to spasm and I cannot exhale a decent breath. The first asthma attack I suffered was right at home and I didn’t have a clue what was going on. At first I thought I had a puncher in my lung or something even worse but I was pretty sure I was about to die. The ambulance came and took me to hospital where I stayed overnight under observation. I did not take long for them to diagnose me with asthma and then they sent me to the pharmacy to pick up my prescription.

I was required to use the steroid inhaler each day for several weeks and then only as required. There were a lot of things that made my breathing wheezy like the dust from the rugs and the dust in the garage. Once while walking through the botanical gardens I must have come across flower pollen which tickled my nose and did not agree with me. Lucky I had my steroid inhaler otherwise I might have been buried under that very flower garden right there and then. It was a harsh reality to be a permanent asthma sufferer but with today’s advanced medicines it is an easy problem to take care of.