Hil, FWIW, I have sometimes "passed" the asthma test, even though I definitely have asthma. If it looks like asthma and feels like asthma, might as well consider it asthma, and see if the treatments work. Good luck!

What Zen said - neither my GP nor my allergist has ever seen me in a real asthma attack, because mine are triggered by bad allergic reactions. Nonetheless, very real. But like you said, what label's stuck on it is much less important than whether the treatment works. Lung-ma.

my sisters and I present abnormally -- we cough and choke, but still can get a full breath in. I am also seeing asthma treatment used more and more for bronchitis- because inflamed lungs are inflamed lungs -

I forgot to ask her about getting a nebulizer to use at home (her office was running really late, so by the time I saw her, I was kind of rushing to get to work on time), so I sent her a message through their website. I think I sent it too late in the afternoon, though, so I might not get a response until Monday.

I found out one of the phone lists I finished compiling just went to another quadriplegic. "We're in UR internetz...moving slowly to take over ur politics" maybe that could be the new "On the internet, nobody can tell you're a chicken?" Or maybe I said too much, BAWK!

I'm watching the Bruce Jenner interview, which is much better done than I'd expected it to be.

Was there some kind of legal issue with using the title "Keeping Up With the Kardashians"? This interview keeps referring to "that show," without naming it.

I was really surprised by the Jenner interview and, I have confessed to being totally charmed by one moment in particular.

When Bruce showed Diane Sawyer his LBD and said that she would not be the tallest girl in the room, "Isn't that wonderful?"

The joy in his voice and the sweetness in the intent warmed my heart.

He may have been my first non-popstar crush and, while I've never seen a single second of that Kardasian show, I imagine him to be a decent spirit. I can't speak to what others are saying about the bravery needed to speak out in this way, but I truly wish him well on his journey.

Rant ahoy: four days. Four measly fucking days until that wackadoodle, passive aggressive manchild is out of this house and my life. And so help me god, if he pulls any sneaky shit on his way out he will not see a cent of his deposit and I will put his shit on BLAST in this town. I have done my damnedest to be calm and polite and keep things businesslike, but I'm about out of patience.

Ahem. Definitely suffering from the PMS, aka the time of the month when anything I've been trying to ignore becomes… unignorable.

I didn't see the Jenner interview, but I'm glad to hear it was respectfully done. Can I still dislike the Kardashians and think it is wonderful that they're being so supportive?

Smonster, I hope the next four days fly by and the manchild leaves with as little drama as possible.

This uncontrollable crying all the time about nothing has to stop.