I was fine to go to the Alison Bechdel lecture and the amazing dinner, but I was exhausted; bed before 10. And while sitting in bed, the asthma came back with a vengeance. Much worse than the morning. Fortunately, I keep my inhaler in the bedroom because I need it most often upon awaking, so I didn't have to struggle to get to it - but I couldn't manage to breathe enough to administer the damn thing. One shot, then I tried again, but no, can't breathe, try again - this kept going for what felt like forever, until I got the other shot of albuterol in, and I pretty much collapsed shortly afterward (I'd taken my Lunesta before the attack).
Today, I still feel like someone is squeezing my chest. And I have the particular dragging exhaustion that comes with not getting sufficient air.
*sigh* We've been doing a lot of heavy cleaning lately, and the combination of dust and cleaning products has been setting me off; I think my lungs are hypersensitive right now. Back to Flovent twice daily for a bit, I think.
EDIT at 3:30 so you don't worry: The nap helped quite a bit, and I'm close to normal airflow. Your points are taken and I will call my ^%#&$^ doctor. Individual replies later!