I am a chronic/difficult/annoying asthmatic and in the last four months I have been on a downward slope. I can't get off steroids and as soon as i get to about three I'm so bad I'm back to eight (40mg) all my friends have just stopped calling and I suppose that's because i don't want to speak anyone anymore and the pred weepiness isn't helping.
I just can't deal with it anymore. It feels like my whole life is ruled by my body and the many allergies that come with it. I hate going to the hospital and three admissions in six weeks hasn't helped matters. I don't know I suppose I was always optimistic about it... I knew the drill I would be rubbish but I would get better- well this is the longest I have been at rock bottom. Even the supermarket is too much for me at the moment.
I give up. I really do. I have no life, and no hope. I wish the pred wasn't making me sadder but i'm sure it is. I used to be able to cope with it.
Sorry for venting.... just needed to get it out somewhere. I have my I'm fine mask on all the time in real life... it's just easier that way.