It's Time To Laugh Again

Breathe Some New Life - Paul Westerberg

Hello! Just a wee yelp to assure the world that I have not come to a horrible respiratory-based ending following the previous post. Bless those mood-shifting steroids, they seemed to do their job after a few days of going nowhere and I was able to get back into work today. The morning was tricky, found it hard to focus my thoughts and couldn't figure whether this was a steroid side-effect or just a brain dusty from a week away from the staggeringly convoluted work I do. Whatever it was, my lunchtime soup seemed to make it all go away with remarkable speed - Moroccan Tomato & Chickpea soup, made from this recipe with some roasted tomato passata of our own, top notch - and I wombled through the rest of today feeling much like my normal self again, with barely a whisper of a wheeze. Doesn't feel like lung capacity is quite back up to normal levels yet, and I'll be going to the doctor tomorrow to figure out how to get over the last 7 days and any ways to lower the risk of it happening again, though I guess it's going to be with me for life one way or t'other.

Still, I feel safe in watching things that make me laugh out loud again, having been scared off them after damn near going into a coughing fit listening to Adam Buxton's impressions of life at home with Brian Blessed & Simon Callow last week. I was particularly afraid of what The Thick Of It might do to me, so we've yet to have seen the most recent episode - dare I watch it tonight? I think I do!

(Why do I feel like I've just tempted fate with a huge red flag? Inhaler at the ready, just to be sure.)