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My Life With Asthma—Part 1: The Early Years

Posted by in Crystal | June 14, 2012
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For me, I can’t imagine a time when I didn’t have asthma.  My parents say I started showing signs when I was about 5 or 6, so I’m inclined to believe them.  Knowing that, it shows I was in Kindergarten at that time.  That was in Bose Elementary, in Kenosha, Wisconsin (yes, folks, I am a born & raised “Cheesehead”—I alas have the iconic foam cheese wedge to prove it!), the school I went to from Kindergarten thru 2nd grade.  I remember living just a half a block away from school, so it never occurred to me that asthma would affect my life.

I personally feel what didn’t help, more to the point contributed to, was that both my parents were smokers.  My dad was a heavier smoker than my mom, but they both did it.  I firmly believe that smoking contributes to asthma, but I don’t know if it’s ever been proven scientifically.  I just base this on my own conclusions.

I remember being prone to Bronchitis, Allergies (something apparently common to have along with asthma), & various respiratory ailments of the “lesser kind”.  By this, I mean nothing like needing oxygen or any special means of helping me breathe—no Bubble Girl thing for me, just many trips to the ER or pediatrician.

I remember getting shots for my allergies every 1-2 weeks as a child.  It was the 1st of many treatments my mom got me into to help cure/control my asthma & allergies.  I had to have maybe 1-2 shots (I think I was probably 7 or 8 at the time by this point) in one arm every time I went to the dr’s office for them.  It’d be the left arm one week, then the right the next.  Each time, I was about to get the shots, I was told to look at the nurses in their break room beside where I sat on a high stool.  They would talk to me, tell me jokes, & generally entertain me to distract me from the thought & some of the pain of getting the shots.  Since then, I’ve become pretty “immune” to the idea & use of needles on me as I became an adult.  Considering I have had them so much in my life, which I will explain in further blogs, it never really bugs me.  I just have to look away when they do it—most likely a carry-over from my days in that doctor’s office as a child.

I think that’s about all I can come up with for now.  Stay tuned as I discuss my further “adventures” with pre-teen & teenage years with asthma!



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