HOT DOG I'm frustrated!

I read once that it's ok not to be ok . . . but only for a little while.

I'm not ok. Alright - I'm ok in the sense that I'm here at home and breathing and have a wonderful family all around me and friends that put up with me. But I'm sick of the rinse - wash - repeat of this asthmatic story so I'm currently in a place of frustration. After 12 weeks of tapering painfully slow (one mg a week), I was told yesterday that I had to jack back up and start all over again in a few weeks. I know - I know . . . this drug is what allows me to be at home and breath and be surround by my wonderful family and enjoy my friends that put up with me. But today, it doesn't feel like its normal medicine I'm taking . . . it feels like I've been prescribed . . .

And I could only dream of taking a measly 5 mg . . . This is what greets me each morning . . .

And I have another great looking handful to take at night. Yes . . . I am having a pity party for myself. (I'll give you a minute to feel bad too . . . . ) Ok - minute over. And my narcissistic need to whine about my "drama" is nearly over as well. There are sooo many bigger problems out there in the world. I know that I could play the glad game and find thousands of things to be thankful for. But today - I wallowed. And was ok with wallowing. But I know it's not good to wallow for long. It's time to pull up my big girl undies and get back in the game. And a couple pictures of this little guy today didn't hurt . . .

(He is in loooove with Mickey Mouse clubhouse and beams from ear to ear when you say "Oh toodles!" or sing the "Hot Dog" song . . . we have some good chats over the phone!)

In conclusion, I'm going to be ok that I'm not ok . . . but tomorrow I'm going to have a good final cry, rant, and moan session with a long time friend over coffee. Then I'm going to pick myself up and start again. It is all I can do. I cannot give up, so I must carry on again. (How's that for over dramatic?!) We all do it, and we will all continue to do it. After all, in the words of Mickey Mouse,

Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggety dog
Now we got ears, it's time for cheers

Hot dog, hot dog, the problem's solved
Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggety dog

Thanks Mickey for solving all life's problems!!