This meme is for amusement only. I don’t drink every day. Far from it.
Yesterday I awakened feeling pretty good. I was writing and communicating with my lead at SWASFT. I cannot say how wonderful these people are.
I gradually realised my chest was heavy. I went downstairs to open my post. After a package proved challenging, I found I could not breathe.
Paramedics, who were so much fun, fixed me. I felt alive again. One finished opening my package, took out my recycling, and made me a cup of tea. I am required to have a drink after nebulsation. It affects the mouth and throat.
I carried on after that with a smile in my heart.
I found the evening very tiring. The Subutamol had left me wired. And exhausted. I went to bed earlier than normal. I am up early and the birds are beginning to sing.