Last night was the first time I had a decent night’s sleep in weeks — the fault there being largely my own.
Somewhere along the line I’ve developed allergy-induced asthma. Allergies I can live with. From about the age of 6 until I was in my late teens, I had weekly allergy shots. By the time I hit college, though, I abandoned those because my symptoms had improved dramatically and there was excellent medication such as seldane to treat the sneezing, etc. By the mid-1990s I wasn’t even using seldane anymore.
Then in October 2000 I contracted a particularly nasty case of bronchitis that took what seemed like forever to go away. Then, again in October 2001 I contracted yet another nasty case of bronchitis. The physician at that time said it looked like it was caused by allergy-induced asthma and that I should follow-up later.
Of course I ignored that advice until the last several weeks when the seasonal sneezing was accompanied by breathing difficulties, mostly at night. So after a week or so of waking up with difficulty breathing and feeling completely unrested, I finally went to see a physician yesterday to schedule an asthma test and obtain some medications . . . and slept like a baby.