I’m finally home and trying to recover from my trip. In the last year I’ve chosen to avoid most situations that I know will cause my health issue to worsen. Hubby does the grocery shopping that way I don’t have to venture out. We rarely go out to eat or anything as we are both homebodies. It’s one of the reasons we’re planning to buy land and build everything ourselves. We want to create a place that we don’t want to escape from. A place were I can live a happy and healthy life without the need to constantly venture out into the world. Not that I plan to become a hermit or anything but this trip showed me more than anything just how easy it is for me to backslide when constantly bombarded by things like perfume, fabric softeners, scented candles, air fresheners, fumes from cars and planes, fumes from road construction, and a million other things I shouldn’t be breathing.

Even though my family is well aware of my health issues they still don’t think about things like putting clean sheets on the bed I’m going to be sleeping in. Normally this would be a good thing. I mean, who doesn’t like clean sheets, right? Except that those sheets had been recently washed and the smell of fabric softener was so strong that I almost immediately had trouble breathing. After two weeks I went from just having a bit of trouble breathing to coughing and being short of breath all the time. Not just from the fabric softener but because of everything combined. And that was with taking almost three times my normal amount of CBD oil a day. 

I’ve been home a few days now and I’m still having trouble breathing and I’m still coughing. It will go away eventually I just have to tough it out since going to the doctor is out of the question at the moment. As least I’m no longer running a fever like I was the first few days.

The good news is that Hubby got a lot of stuff done while I was gone. He didn’t finish everything he’d intended but that wasn’t really his fault since the air condition went out while I was gone so he had three days of misery before they finally got the part to fix it. Since I left so he could paint, painting wasn’t happening when there was no air conditioning. Not only because it was almost ninety degrees in the house, but also because it was over severity percent humidity. So he didn’t get it all done but we’ve figured out a way for him to finish without it being too bad for me. At least we think we have. Until we do it we won’t know fo sure. Since the trip was kind of a short notice one I didn’t really have time to help him prep things as much as I would have liked. So now I can at least help with that part even though he’ll have to do the actual painting himself.  Although, it will probably be a few more days before I’m ready to jump back in to the packing and stuff. Fingers crossed nothing else goes wrong.