Seems like I’m eating my words lately. A series of unfortunate events have been hitting me and it looks like I’m getting a pattern.
Just last week, I was diagnosed with Bronchial Asthma and Mild Pneumonia. I didn’t really have any worries at first, since I experienced having asthma ever since I was a kid. However, the doctor said that I was just lucky being a young teen that I am. She said that most aged people with mild pneumonia would’ve been admitted already because of difficulty in breathing. She also said that if this couldn’t be treated ASAP, then I would be using inhalers/nebulizers for the rest of my life. That’s why she advised me to stop dancing for a few weeks and have some rest.
Of course I wouldn’t want to be using inhalers or nebulizers. That would also mean I would stop dancing because I can’t catch my breath anymore. I’m a stubborn kid, so yeah, I still chose to join the Sayawtenista 2012 even though I had troubles. I had no regrets though, because the group made the experience worthwhile. It’s gonna be my last time to join this year’s events also (if I’m fortunate enough to graduate this schoolyear, that is). But behind the fun lies pain. I thought my health was improving, but just recently I saw my phlegm having blood in it again. I’m thinking that it’s just because of my throat getting irritated, but the thought of blood coming from my lungs just can’t get out of my head.
I’m getting an x-ray again this week, and I hope that everything’s gonna be alright. Yeah, my hopes are still up even though I was disobeying doctor’s orders. PUSO LANG!
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