room to breathe

I haven't had an asthma attack in a year(I was not an asthmatic kid, just developed asthma when I was pregnant with the boys). Then it came again tonight.

And I know now the root cause of it is not because I was overweight or pregnant or whatever. It's the friggin stress. I was talking to H on the phone over the big D, and then it came. The dry cough, the tight chest, the dreaded wheez.

It came right after H told me about the Plan.

A Friend, where are you when I need you most.
Puff puff. Nitey, all.