my mom has asthma it is allergy induced. im always scared that ill get asthma and sometimes i think that im having an attack but its really just me being a crazy hyocondriac freak. the thought of not being able to breath is one of the scariest things that I can imagine.,
Melissa
Asthma is something I don’t have.
A medical condition which renders its victims short of breath.
I don’t know much about that.
Except, in my current mood of self contemplation
I’m an asthmatic.
Jonathan
shortness of breath. gasping for air…it’s a battle of being able to breathe or not. yes, it’d be suffice to say it puts your feet in two zones at the same time, the other zone for the living the other for death.
really? i know more about asthma than i care to. my son has severe asthma. brought on by seven out of eight major food allergies. he’s been in anaphylactic shock several times and has to carry an epi-pen. he has a nebulizer and inhalers to assist with the asthma in emergencies. he also has inhalers for both maintenance and fast=response. he doesn’t respond well to steroid treatments as it makes him insanely aggressive and emotional. my bestie is also asthmatic and she’s always concerned for his quality of life. he suffers asthma the most in the upcoming autumn months. we struggle just to keep him breathing normally. i hate asthma.
That asthma attack was worse than anyone I’d ever seen. She was grey in the face, a vein pulsating in her forehead. Her hand clutched at her chest and her expression was one of frank panic. She reminded me of my grandma the day she had a heart attack and died a few minutes later. That was the day I totally lost it and quit my job as doctor.
Asthma. My best friend has it, or something like it. I couldn’t imagine having something that made me not be able to breath properly. Or perhaps I can.. Because when I see you, you make me feel fluttery and my breath gets out of step. Asthma attack from love? Maybe so.
I want a word other than this one. I want to write about something other than a disease. Why must I write about asthma? Why must I suffer through another time limit of a writing portion that I know will not be perfect, I don’t understand. Maybe my knowledge of writing will grow.
There is a disease called asthma, and I know many afflicted. It causes a shortness, a shortness of breath, and sometimes a shortness of life.
It can be deadly, absolutely deadly mixed with cigarette smoke. Seriously, don’t smoke with asthma.
dan bar-lavi
asthma is sad, it is sad because it affects peoples lives adversly. period. it sucks :(
davos
I don’t know what happened. She just fell, clenching her throat and gasping, reaching for what seemed like the last moments of her life. I stood, in awe, at the beauty of her final breaths, the sound of her closing throat. The sight of her last breaths.
Abby
Asthma is a disease that my best friend in ohio has. I haven’t seen her in a while but I will always remember this video game she would play that was like ‘about asthma’ and I had an anxiety attack from it because the voice scared me. I don’t know why but it did yeah. Isn’t that interesting. I haven’t seen her in a year.
Abby
She’d had it for years, and the inhalers weren’t working anymore. Desperate, she got a book at the library that some thought a crackpot had written. But it was worth a try. And it worked. It turned out that breathing correctly, from the diaphragm, cleared it up. After all these years.
Kathleen Gabriel
It’s funny how things work with Asthma: one minute you’re breathing, the next you’re not. I didn’t know what to tell my mom as we sat in the hospital waiting room. Jonathan was her youngest, her prodigy.
Destinee Salomon
Even the word itself makes me feel short of breath. Asthma. It’s even kind of tiring just to attempt spelling it. It sounds like a sneeze when you sound it out phonetically.
heidi
Gasping for breath, hands outstretched, desperately grabbing at the teasingly playful air, forever skittering out of reach.
S.C.
Oh…. Oh….. Oh….. I just can’t breathe…. Oh…. I feel I’m gonna die…. Oh…. Oh…. Oh…
MurielJG
My friend was seriously not pleased with the state of her lungs. They were being sucky lungs. She couldn’t get enough air into them because they were allowing themselves to be filled with other shit. Shit like liquids. Not the air that her other organs were begging for.
“Stupid lungs that suck at being lungs. Stupid asthma that gives my stupid lungs an excuse,” Anna was cursing under her breath.
mackedee
Asthma. As a little kid my brother had asthma. It costs us a pet dog actually. One night in the winter, that’s when his asthma got really bad, my mom woke up to take him to the hospital and in doing so left our gate open. That morning my dad woke up and let the dog out, not knowing of the open gate. My black lab puppy was gone forever. RIP Pepper.
Joe
Its a disorder of the lungs. It causes breathing problems. People suffering from it have difficulty in breathing and have to resort to a spray to provide them relief. One of my friends is affected by it. I find his condition pretty pitiful. At such a young age, he’s forced to give up activities that provide a workout and could have his body fit.
Anurag
The hill had asthma by proxy from all the racers running it ragged. Their heavy breathing left it heaving beneath the weight of their will to win. By the end, the whole course ran with the ruddy mud of a path pushed too far.
asthma chasm in the razmatazz of a likely jazzed and sick bitch taking her smaller bitch out of the righteous nails and fiberglass to the staff shafts on a raggedy round of hound the loungers out of their scrotums and lunch money.
Courtney again
cough is a disease which needs proper attention
satish
Cough. Coughing hard. My throat scratched and burned… but the weird part was that I liked it. A lot for some reason. And not like I found it amusing, it was almost pleasurable… Was I a masochist? I feared that my illness aroused me. A predicament not many people could say that they were in…
Kyle Harding
Wheezing and puffing desperately, Augustine fell to her knees, clutching her chest, trying to regain her breath as she watched Nico on the donkey get further and further away ahead of her.
Josephine
attaaaaack! attack! society!! SOCIETYYYYY!!!! make the rake of your neurons brush the chest in an abrupt crest on the crumpled corner of your soul you hurt and dirty tramp, we breathe through these now make your rounds, duck out and take a bow
Courtney
at night, as a child the most horrifying occurance would leave me questioning the strong presence of my father. As he would breathe the world would pause as his breathe would quicken and he would stop breathing. Momentarily the world was out of place.
danica
Michael dropped the sack lunch he had just bullied out of Douglas. Douglas was making weird noises, noises like he couldn’t breathe. People were yelling: “Get a teacher!” “Call an ambulance” but Michael couldn’t seem to operate his legs. Finally they kicked in and he started to run. All he could do was run. Don’t think. Don’t stop. Run.
Katie
I can’t imagine not being able to breathe. The feeling of drowning on land. Life just beyond your grasp. That would be awful.
stephanie
My uncle has asthma. He doesn’t talk about it. He doesn’t talk about a lot of things, really, except for sports. The Cowboys, the Hawkeyes, are more important
katie
a problem most commonly found these days because of varied reasons especially pollution and heart problems. the person suffering from it must take proper precautions.
Piyoosha
I’ve always thought I might have asthma. I mean, there’s likely a clinical definition for it right? Is there another kind of definition. A casual one? When I walk up the stairs, I can’t breathe. If I try to run anywhere, I’m a wheezing mess. It’s always been this way even when I was active and a kid. Do I have asthma? Can I have casual asthma?
Okomo
Asthma is something i deal with daily. :/
Running is hard for me because my lungs feel like they are caving in and it hurts really bad. :/
Asthma is a part of a lot of peoples lives, and i think that it shouldn’t exist.
allissa
M
Leo
My asthma constricts my lungs making it harder to breath. I need to keep going. The hunters are behind me and closing fast. I have six shots left in my pistol but i also have my bat. not enough to slow one let alone five. I can hear them crush concrete as they bounce from building to building traveling flawlessly through their environment, as water travels in the sea. Doing what they do best, slaughtering stragglers. Without mercy or regret.
when i think of the word asthma i think of suffocation. the inability to breath. not being able to control yourself. being able to exempt the mile at school. i never have had asthma but i was always envious of the kids who didn’t have to run while i was sweating under the hot sun with my monochromatic gym uniform and my 13 minute mile only 2 minutes from being over with. but in the end, i’m glad that i am not suffocated
Cashie
I grew up suffering from asthma. I even had to miss two weeks of school because of an asthma induced bronchitis! It was horrible my abdominal area was sore from the coughing! Although, it did give me a six pack of abs.
Ryan Gilbert
He coughed. He spat. The boy hacked a purple loogie out onto the preacher’s patio.
“Check yourself,” said the preacher, “or the Lord will punish you.”
The boy laughed and kicked a cat.
Dickface Jenkins
She coughed and coughed, sighing when she was done, fire leaping down her throat and into her lungs.
“Are you okay?” Billy asked, concern showing on his ruddy face, his bushy eyebrows crinkled with worry.
“Fine,” she answered, as she stared at the scarlet blood staining her tissue. “I’m just fine.”
Jenna
Asthma makes you cough a lot. i have had asthma since I was in fourth grade. I use an inhaler to help control my asthmatic episodes from time to time. I get asthma attacks when I get sick.
my mom has asthma it is allergy induced. im always scared that ill get asthma and sometimes i think that im having an attack but its really just me being a crazy hyocondriac freak. the thought of not being able to breath is one of the scariest things that I can imagine.,
Asthma is something I don’t have.
A medical condition which renders its victims short of breath.
I don’t know much about that.
Except, in my current mood of self contemplation
I’m an asthmatic.
shortness of breath. gasping for air…it’s a battle of being able to breathe or not. yes, it’d be suffice to say it puts your feet in two zones at the same time, the other zone for the living the other for death.
really? i know more about asthma than i care to. my son has severe asthma. brought on by seven out of eight major food allergies. he’s been in anaphylactic shock several times and has to carry an epi-pen. he has a nebulizer and inhalers to assist with the asthma in emergencies. he also has inhalers for both maintenance and fast=response. he doesn’t respond well to steroid treatments as it makes him insanely aggressive and emotional. my bestie is also asthmatic and she’s always concerned for his quality of life. he suffers asthma the most in the upcoming autumn months. we struggle just to keep him breathing normally. i hate asthma.
That asthma attack was worse than anyone I’d ever seen. She was grey in the face, a vein pulsating in her forehead. Her hand clutched at her chest and her expression was one of frank panic. She reminded me of my grandma the day she had a heart attack and died a few minutes later. That was the day I totally lost it and quit my job as doctor.
Asthma. My best friend has it, or something like it. I couldn’t imagine having something that made me not be able to breath properly. Or perhaps I can.. Because when I see you, you make me feel fluttery and my breath gets out of step. Asthma attack from love? Maybe so.
Take my breath away! Leave me with none at all. Intoxicated by you.
I want a word other than this one. I want to write about something other than a disease. Why must I write about asthma? Why must I suffer through another time limit of a writing portion that I know will not be perfect, I don’t understand. Maybe my knowledge of writing will grow.
There is a disease called asthma, and I know many afflicted. It causes a shortness, a shortness of breath, and sometimes a shortness of life.
It can be deadly, absolutely deadly mixed with cigarette smoke. Seriously, don’t smoke with asthma.
asthma is sad, it is sad because it affects peoples lives adversly. period. it sucks :(
I don’t know what happened. She just fell, clenching her throat and gasping, reaching for what seemed like the last moments of her life. I stood, in awe, at the beauty of her final breaths, the sound of her closing throat. The sight of her last breaths.
Asthma is a disease that my best friend in ohio has. I haven’t seen her in a while but I will always remember this video game she would play that was like ‘about asthma’ and I had an anxiety attack from it because the voice scared me. I don’t know why but it did yeah. Isn’t that interesting. I haven’t seen her in a year.
She’d had it for years, and the inhalers weren’t working anymore. Desperate, she got a book at the library that some thought a crackpot had written. But it was worth a try. And it worked. It turned out that breathing correctly, from the diaphragm, cleared it up. After all these years.
It’s funny how things work with Asthma: one minute you’re breathing, the next you’re not. I didn’t know what to tell my mom as we sat in the hospital waiting room. Jonathan was her youngest, her prodigy.
Even the word itself makes me feel short of breath. Asthma. It’s even kind of tiring just to attempt spelling it. It sounds like a sneeze when you sound it out phonetically.
Gasping for breath, hands outstretched, desperately grabbing at the teasingly playful air, forever skittering out of reach.
Oh…. Oh….. Oh….. I just can’t breathe…. Oh…. I feel I’m gonna die…. Oh…. Oh…. Oh…
My friend was seriously not pleased with the state of her lungs. They were being sucky lungs. She couldn’t get enough air into them because they were allowing themselves to be filled with other shit. Shit like liquids. Not the air that her other organs were begging for.
“Stupid lungs that suck at being lungs. Stupid asthma that gives my stupid lungs an excuse,” Anna was cursing under her breath.
Asthma. As a little kid my brother had asthma. It costs us a pet dog actually. One night in the winter, that’s when his asthma got really bad, my mom woke up to take him to the hospital and in doing so left our gate open. That morning my dad woke up and let the dog out, not knowing of the open gate. My black lab puppy was gone forever. RIP Pepper.
Its a disorder of the lungs. It causes breathing problems. People suffering from it have difficulty in breathing and have to resort to a spray to provide them relief. One of my friends is affected by it. I find his condition pretty pitiful. At such a young age, he’s forced to give up activities that provide a workout and could have his body fit.
The hill had asthma by proxy from all the racers running it ragged. Their heavy breathing left it heaving beneath the weight of their will to win. By the end, the whole course ran with the ruddy mud of a path pushed too far.
asthma chasm in the razmatazz of a likely jazzed and sick bitch taking her smaller bitch out of the righteous nails and fiberglass to the staff shafts on a raggedy round of hound the loungers out of their scrotums and lunch money.
cough is a disease which needs proper attention
Cough. Coughing hard. My throat scratched and burned… but the weird part was that I liked it. A lot for some reason. And not like I found it amusing, it was almost pleasurable… Was I a masochist? I feared that my illness aroused me. A predicament not many people could say that they were in…
Wheezing and puffing desperately, Augustine fell to her knees, clutching her chest, trying to regain her breath as she watched Nico on the donkey get further and further away ahead of her.
attaaaaack! attack! society!! SOCIETYYYYY!!!! make the rake of your neurons brush the chest in an abrupt crest on the crumpled corner of your soul you hurt and dirty tramp, we breathe through these now make your rounds, duck out and take a bow
at night, as a child the most horrifying occurance would leave me questioning the strong presence of my father. As he would breathe the world would pause as his breathe would quicken and he would stop breathing. Momentarily the world was out of place.
Michael dropped the sack lunch he had just bullied out of Douglas. Douglas was making weird noises, noises like he couldn’t breathe. People were yelling: “Get a teacher!” “Call an ambulance” but Michael couldn’t seem to operate his legs. Finally they kicked in and he started to run. All he could do was run. Don’t think. Don’t stop. Run.
I can’t imagine not being able to breathe. The feeling of drowning on land. Life just beyond your grasp. That would be awful.
My uncle has asthma. He doesn’t talk about it. He doesn’t talk about a lot of things, really, except for sports. The Cowboys, the Hawkeyes, are more important
a problem most commonly found these days because of varied reasons especially pollution and heart problems. the person suffering from it must take proper precautions.
I’ve always thought I might have asthma. I mean, there’s likely a clinical definition for it right? Is there another kind of definition. A casual one? When I walk up the stairs, I can’t breathe. If I try to run anywhere, I’m a wheezing mess. It’s always been this way even when I was active and a kid. Do I have asthma? Can I have casual asthma?
Asthma is something i deal with daily. :/
Running is hard for me because my lungs feel like they are caving in and it hurts really bad. :/
Asthma is a part of a lot of peoples lives, and i think that it shouldn’t exist.
M
My asthma constricts my lungs making it harder to breath. I need to keep going. The hunters are behind me and closing fast. I have six shots left in my pistol but i also have my bat. not enough to slow one let alone five. I can hear them crush concrete as they bounce from building to building traveling flawlessly through their environment, as water travels in the sea. Doing what they do best, slaughtering stragglers. Without mercy or regret.
when i think of the word asthma i think of suffocation. the inability to breath. not being able to control yourself. being able to exempt the mile at school. i never have had asthma but i was always envious of the kids who didn’t have to run while i was sweating under the hot sun with my monochromatic gym uniform and my 13 minute mile only 2 minutes from being over with. but in the end, i’m glad that i am not suffocated
I grew up suffering from asthma. I even had to miss two weeks of school because of an asthma induced bronchitis! It was horrible my abdominal area was sore from the coughing! Although, it did give me a six pack of abs.
He coughed. He spat. The boy hacked a purple loogie out onto the preacher’s patio.
“Check yourself,” said the preacher, “or the Lord will punish you.”
The boy laughed and kicked a cat.
She coughed and coughed, sighing when she was done, fire leaping down her throat and into her lungs.
“Are you okay?” Billy asked, concern showing on his ruddy face, his bushy eyebrows crinkled with worry.
“Fine,” she answered, as she stared at the scarlet blood staining her tissue. “I’m just fine.”
Asthma makes you cough a lot. i have had asthma since I was in fourth grade. I use an inhaler to help control my asthmatic episodes from time to time. I get asthma attacks when I get sick.