I Won't Forget

August 28th, 2008-- the date I won't forget in my entire life. Sure, it was my Kuya's [older brother] birthday and at the same time, the city feast of Cagayan de Oro City, my homeplace, but one thing has happened to me on that very night-- my worst asthma attack, ever. I thought my life has to end that time [LOL] when at first I didn't realized that it was asthma, not heart attack. Hehe.. So you bet swithart was all in panic that right after I complained to him that I couldn't breathe, he immediately gave me a go signal to proceed to the ER to hand me to the doctors. Hehe... There I was physically checked, with all those primary monitors like the pulse oximeter to see if I had the normal pulse rate, my blood pressure was checked and found out to be just as normal as it has always been, etc. Then I took the nebulizer so as to help me breathe and after I found out that I was breathing the way my late father breathe back then, I realized, it was indeed asthma and I have had an attack. So now I am no different to some of my sisters who have gone through such attacks. It was definitely not the best feeling and I wouldn't want to experience such ever again. But nobody can tell, right?