I finally get a few hours to MEself and my pulmonary function goes screwy. I don't really like blogging this stuff because I don't want to appear alarmist. BUT I've enjoyed (seems like the wrong word to use) some blogs by people with CF and have found them to be useful and informative as well as sometimes entertaining; therefore I feel compelled to add my CF experiences to my blog too. (On a lighter note there IS a CF support group on fb that quite a few friends and family have joined, and which I totally appreciate. It's a really nice gesture. But I can't join. I can't bring myself to a) "LIKE" the CF Foundation! (It just goes against the grain People!) and b) I don't want it on my page like an ad for my having CF (cough. cough. wheeeeze). I know. I am that immature. But look how far it's got me?)
My cardio workout got hard one day last week. It's as simple as that. I was fine.... not much cough, no other symptoms and then while working out I realized that I was getting my butt kicked by my regular workout. I eased back a little but was still struggling to complete the 45 minutes of cardio. I had the classic somewhat asthmatic symptoms of shortness of breath, tightness in my chest, inability to fill my lungs. Weird. But even more weird because I didn't feel in any way sick. Normal blood sugars. No fever. Good appetite and great energy. What the? I used my handy dandy little hand held spirometer and it confirmed that my pulmonary function is lower than normal. I can't get in to the UW until November or to my local pulmonologist until November either (Murphy's law at work.) I did go to see my fabulous and amazing local doctor (actually a Physicians Assistant) who is (as previously mentioned) fabulous and amazing. My blood work looks good. We're waiting on the x-ray report. The UW CF RN (I'm totally working the acronyms just for the pure entertainment of it. Keep UP, People.) called in some antibiotics. I feel fine.... I look fine (!) I'm acting fine! (So let's not clutter up my comments section with "get well wishes". You all KNOW it'll only irritate me.