Trigger (Not The Horse)

After much testing and trial and error and medication the conclusion is this: I have temporary asthma induced by the special brand of cold virus I was lucky enough to walk into.

I know, it's just a cold, get over it already!

I'm not over it, though, but I do know how to handle it. Ibuprofen and anti-anxiety meds to alleviate symptoms, vitamins, supplements, and every folk remedy known to man to drain this cold crap out of the deep recesses of my skull.

Got a new piece of information yesterday, though. I went to see a movie and I planned ahead. I steamed the hell out of myself in a shower before I left. I ate something so I could take an ibuprofen just as the movie was starting. Still, I was uncomfortable in the movie and feeling worse as I trekked home and a wheezy mess as I climbed out of the subway. When I got home I just sat still for a bit hoping to return to normal. It wasn't really happening but I had to walk the dog so I got up and started to get that rolling. Suddenly I remembered that I didn't have to wear a bra for that so I could dispense with it.

Almost instantly I felt better in terms of my breathing.

Now, I'm not wearing a skintight sports bra or anything. I don't have that much to strap down. Apparently, though, just that much pressure continuously on just that part of my rib cage was enough to trigger the slight asthmatic response.

So for the foreseeable future just call me Freebird....s.