Huh,

I honestly forgot I even posted that last blog. Sunday I couldn't go to the fair with my group because not only had my asthma gotten worse, but my fever was soaring. I stayed in bed all day - no exaggerations. I swear, I got a headache trying to watch TV so I just stared out my window or at the ceiling throughout that terribly long day. Monday my fever had calmed down, but my asthma, oh my goodness, I had an almost-attack Monday morning. I woke up at 5 a.m., when my dad was downstairs getting ready to leave and I couldn't breathe! I was breathing at a hundred times a minute and my wheezing was so loud due to the congestion in my lungs. I didn't want to tell my dad because, first off, I couldn't even TALK cause I was breathing too fast, and plus, I knew nobody could take me to the doctor's until when my uncle woke up at 7 or 8. So I spent about four hours getting asthma treatments, and I could finally breathe. I tried going to school today, and yes, my asthma certainly was behaving more than it was yesterday, but it was still bad. Oh, and my fever rose again. So I went home today, missing the mandatory class council meeting, but thank the Lord Stephanie understood.

I finished all my work for the English project today. Even my drawing for my cover. I never like to buy pre-made scrapbooks, so I bought a designer's mat to use as a frame, felt to sew in with the pages as the spine, and drew this ship for the front. I found today very useful, although I feel like I have missed so much in school. Anyway, off to start sewing the pages into the felt. Goodnight! I hope I'll be able to survive a whole day of school tomorrow. It still hurts to breathe deeply.