Asthma
I’ve had asthma ever since I was a kid, so I’ve always had one of those blue inhalers close to hand. If you laid every inhaler I’ve ever used over the lasy 25 years from end to end, it would take your breath away. I always have one by my bedside so I can have a shot or two and breathe and sleep soundly. Ventolin, Sabutamol sprays - whatever you call it, the Glaxo corporation have made a fortune out of me. In short, I am a user. There, I said it.
And I’ve wasted a lot of plastic. I also think that Glaxo should build their own inhaler factories to save some money. And then put them in the middle of densely populated areas, polluting the air and creating breathing difficulties for the local community who have to buy inhalers. Always thinking.
Last night I took off my watch when I went to sleep, which I don’t normally do, and put it on my bedside table. It was also unusual that I put my inhaler on the window ledge, which I can’t reach from my bed. But neither of those acts are half as stupid as what happened next.
When I woke up short of breath in the middle of the night, I picked up my watch, shook it, held it to my lips and breathed in. Yes. I was trying to inhale time. I actually did it twice, because the first time it didn’t feel right. I can not believe how stupid I can be sometimes.
Morning, by the way.
Next week: talking to omlettes.