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Dear Asthmatic, you are not alone❤️

 


I’ve battled with asthma for the longest time. When I mean the longest time I mean for as long as I can remember. Ever since I was little, I’ve been self aware that the attacks could come anytime. As a child, I couldn’t play like every other child because my parents were always careful to prevent me from getting exposed to dust which could trigger it


Don’t even get me started on the exams I missed cause I had to be excused because of this disease. Most times, it will get so bad that I had to be nebulized and put on drip to help me breathe. I remember when I was younger, I couldn’t go to children’s camp like my church friends cause of the cold and the dust. The first time my parents eventually let me go, I still had a serious attack at the camp which I needed to go to the hospital for.


In the university, there was no semester I didn’t visit the health center because I couldn’t breathe. I was always having breathing issues and severe chest pain. I couldn’t even walk long distances without panting so hard and getting out of breath easily. Falling sick in school was the toughest for me as I still had to do school work regardless of how I was feeling .


20th July, 2022


That day was the breaking point for me. You know when you stretch a rubber band to the point it can’t go any further. Yes. That’s exactly how I felt

I was in so much pain receiving nebulization and injection at the same time. It was the most painful thing I had felt in a while. 


I wept so bitterly. I was so angry. So many thoughts were going through my mind. I kept questioning myself. Why was my life like this? Why is it always me? Why did I have to go through so much pain just to breathe like everyone else? The tears were a mixture of agony and bitterness. I let the tears flow freely down my face to release all the pent up anger inside of me


The realization hit me. It hit me how the devil had robbed me of my childhood with this same sickness. I couldn’t even play like normal children. I couldn’t live life without taking drugs or getting nebulized or taking injection. All because I wanted to just breathe??


Jesus died on the cross to take all forms of sickness away. Asthma was on the list. The chastisement of my peace was upon him and through his strips I am already made whole. Jesus owns the earth so what is air that I shouldn’t be able to breathe in freely. Then I became conscious of this reality. 


Am I going to let asthma stop me? No. Am I going to be bound forever by this ailment? Obviously not! I am going to continue to fight like an ardent soldier that I am, knowing fully well that Jesus had taken asthma away on the cross 2000 years ago. 


To every asthma patient out there, you are not alone. You have the strength to fight this disease. You are brave, you are strong. I see you, and I am rooting for you. 


I shall end Asthma. Asthma shall not be the end of me


P.S. Please be kinder to people. They are fighting battles you are not aware of. Show someone kindness today. 

Comments

  1. TankiyJanuary 28, 2023 at 2:32 PM

    I was asthmatic as well. It stopped when I was 16. I wish you goodluck!

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