Sicky Sucky

I'm sick. Somehow, someway, I got my asthma again. For those lucky people who don't have this, asthma is like your lungs had shrunk into the smallest size imaginable. Probably like mosquitos'. Or, its like a rope has been tied around your neck - not too tight to kill you nor too loose to wriggle free. In other words, breathing is like hell! Imagine me going upstairs and when I went to lie in my bed - I can't breathe. At all. So I have to sit up and gasp a few times then I can breathe some oxygen. No, make that wheeze some oxygen!

Erm, actually thats it, I want to say. Nothing else. Just want to whine. Because I am a whiney brat. Bah!

-- WHEEZE