Perhaps It Was Asthma?

This past Friday evening, I was doing something very physical. Without warning I suddenly felt something change and my heart was racing and I could barely catch my breath. By all descriptions I have heard or read about, it was a very severe asthma attack. It took nearly 10 minutes to catch my breath and almost 30 minutes before I felt I could breathe freely again. During my gasping for life, I nearly lost consciousness a couple of times and I am pretty sure if I had eaten recently, I would have thrown up. It was likely one of the scariest moments of my life. I was even afraid I might not live through it. I felt bad for Jason sitting next to me knowing he felt scared and helpless too. Through those frightening moments, tears ran down my cheeks and I clung to the hope Heavenly Father didn't need to take me home yet.
I've never been diagnosed with asthma. I used to suffer from bouts of chronic bronchitis and sinusitis which is why I own an inhaler. I haven't had either for over a year now and have been very grateful for being so healthy; which is why this sudden attack caught me off guard and without an inhaler nearby.
The rest of Friday evening, I felt quite exhausted and my lungs were in a lot of pain. Every breath hurt.
Yesterday, my right lung felt much better but my left was still burning and aching with every breathe. Getting ready for work left me a bit winded and tired. I found my old inhaler and took a couple of puffs. Before work, I went to the grocery store with my daughter; then dropped her off at my mom's for the day. I told my mom about it but not in detail. I didn't want to worry her. By the time I got to work, I was shaking from all the efforts of the morning and quite light headed. Walking from my desk to the bathroom left me a bit winded and tired. I sneezed at one point and felt like a thousand tiny needles were in my left lung. I kinda lost my appetite too. I had a potluck planned at my house Saturday evening. I considered cancelling but then realized I felt a great need to see my friends again. It was a difficult evening but I was grateful to have them with me. I think I just needed reassurance and the comfort of their presence. Needless to say. I think I need to have a visit to the doctor this Monday.
Today, my lungs still ache but I feel much better. I am staying home and taking it easy. My daughter keeps asking me to do stuff with her but I just tell her I am not feeling well and give her a huge hug feeling grateful my life is still available to live and be here with her.
I am also thinking of my friend Charity today. She recently went through a double lung transplant. I am praying her body will never reject this second transplant she was blessed with and think how insignificant my pain has been compared to hers. She is an inspiration.
I hope this all has been nothing more than a solitary incident and leads to nothing more than needing to carry an inhaler with me. Your prayers and support are appreciated.