Last week, I went to a breathing coach, okay, she is much more than that, but that is how I will refer to her. First off, she's hilarious! Secondly, it turns out, I have to learn how to breathe all over again....who spends their entire life breathing wrong...oh this girl!
I learned in the two hours I was there that my breathing doctor was "sensitive" to corn, meaning three years without it, and she is doing just fine...she can eat donuts....I want a donut! I also learned that Moose's Tooth pizza is "epi-pen worthy". That sounds scary to me! The pizza, I guess, has a cornbread crust. It sounds wonderful, but that's something that I will never be able to try. I don't think there is anything epi pen worthy in this world! I also learned the reason I am always sick and getting pneumonia. I am a shallow breather. I learned this as a child, because deep breaths would make me cough. Now, I have pecs of steel, but need to learn to breathe deeper. There is hope that by the end of these appointments I won't need my inhalers anymore! I hope this is true.
I was told by this doctor that she can't believe how cheery I am after all I have been going through. I mean, really, there is nothing I can do about it, and I might as well do it with a smile on my face!
Last night, I found another thing I am allergic to...Hookah. We went out for Matt's going away party (lucky guy got a job at Apple and is going to Hawaii for a month of training....some people have all the luck!), and ordered a hookah. Well, I got really drowsy and by the time I got home, my tongue was swollen. This morning it hurt, all the taste buds at the tip of my tongue have popped up. YUCK! I can cross hookah off my list of things I can do...you know not that it's healthy anyway. However, I did have an awesome time. It's always a laugh with my friends!
I go back to my breathing coach on Tuesday, hopefully it's all good news!
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