I miss my bruises and I feel like I am losing my positioning

[sovay]

On the physical plane, I am just not doing very well. Among other things, I seem to have had an asthma attack last night. It was unpleasant. I would prefer not to repeat the experience. I meant to go out this afternoon into the brilliantly frigid sunlight and photograph whatever had not been mid-May frost-killed, but instead I finished my work and then I lay motionless on the couch. I appreciate the friend who is not on DW who sent me news of both masked hamsters and antibody llamas. My mother sent a few seconds of video in which she captured the bald eagle circling and calling over my parents' house. I am going to return to the couch and read Jean Webster's Daddy-Long-Legs (1912), which feels like it should be a re-read, except I don't recognize any of it.

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Re: Asthma

[nodrog]

I will make a suggestion if I may, but with a caveat.  The government of what once was the Land of Mind Yer Own Dam Business a k a the Free, now literally regulates the air you breathe:  The element Oxygen is considered a controlled substance and requires a prescription… it says here.

Meanwhile, as Britain was turned by her government into “an island surrounded by smugglers,” so today you may go on eBay and purchase an oxygen concentrator for a couple hundred bucks.  As you may know, it runs room air through a chemical that absorbs nitrogen, 78% of normal air, then dispensing the remaining 20% oxygen. Fairly simple, and you periodically clean the nitrogen off the chemical, so it's renewable, reusable.

The good news:  Breathing oxygen is a gas, man!  The very breath of life, and you feel its benefits immediately, with every joyous lungful.

The bad news:  You get used to that saturation, so leaving your room is like suddenly being several thousand feet higher.  Suck air and grab clusters!

I'd suggest you look on eBay and get some data on prices, to aid your decision-making.