It’s pretty pathetic that my son calls us…”puff” buddies. We stand together by the sink with a cup of water and we each inhale from our Flo-Vent (an inhaled steroid), then we both swish water in our mouths and rinse the residue out. It’s like doing drugs with your kid. Actually, it is doing drugs with your kid. It’s a bit surreal and frankly a bit disturbing on so many different levels. Bottom line, if you can get through the worst, the drugs work, because we no longer struggle for every breath we take, and like I said in a previous post….breathing is definitely not overrated.
Now that the worst is over, I can finally focus on more pleasant topics. Stay tuned for tomorrow’s post on a great new cookbook I received recently….You are going to love it!