Dang luck

After 15 years of being able to manage my asthma with only occasional meds and rescue inhalers, my luck ran out.
My allergies have been CRAZY lately. It seems like I'm always stuffed up, despite allergy meds. I've even doubled up with Benadryl at times. Still, I'm sniffly. With this, my lungs have been touchy. Two weeks ago, I tried going to the gym. I started wheezing early on into my workout, but persevered. I continued to wheeze off and on for 24 hours, unable to relax and breathe deeply.
I put off going to the doctor because I was SURE I could handle it myself. I absolutely hate going to the doctor. I avoid it if I can help it and tend to only go when I'm really sick or injured. Things eventually resolved and I told myself, "No big deal, see?? It went away!"
I'm trying to get more healthy lately.My friend Sarah and I are challenging each other to get and stay active.
Friday, we worked out and I wheezed a bit, but was able to get things under control. Today, not so much. When I was still wheezing actively over an hour later, I figured it was time to go see someone about my asthma.
Well, to cut this story a bit shorter, the doctor determined that my more frequent asthma attacks merit some maintenance meds and I am back on steroids. Steroids were one of the major causes of my weight gains as a teenager. They make me irritable, moody, break out, sometimes jittery, but...they do help me breathe. Here's hoping I can get things back under control and wean off again!!!!