my best friend --> (wheeze..wheeze..)

on the left-hand corner, wearing red trunks and white shirt... is my BESTFRIEND.

We have never been separated despite endless plots of evil people to separate us. When I wake up, Sym is always beside me. When I go to work, his presence gives me reason to go on living.

We met in a very unfortunate event two years ago. I was just lying in my bed, staring at the white ceiling of my boarding house, holding my chest and trying to breathe. At that time, I knew I needed help. Attending class was never an option that day. Under any normal circumstances, I would have been glad to have an excuse not to go to school but at that moment, I sure wasn’t. Despite the difficulty in trying to move, as I have to pause for breath every minute or so, I managed to change into dirty jeans (which desperately needed washing) and a shirt (which desperately needed ironing). I hailed a cab and directed the driver to my doctor’s clinic.

My doctor assigned Sym to be my constant companion. The first time I saw him, I knew I was getting worse. I hated him then. DENIAL was etched on my face but I have to take him home with me.

For weeks, we were always together. He helped me through the most breathless time of my life. He was always there when I needed a breath. At times when I just cry because I’m tired of breathing, he clears my air passages and helps me breathe again.

Although sometimes, I ignore Sym completely and go on with my life as if he doesn’t exist, he remained loyal. I can always count on him whenever I feel my chest tightening and I start wheezing and coughing. He was never far from me and he’s always there when I needed him.

Thanks Sym – bicort Turbuhaler

What am I rambling about? Could this be the result of caffeine withdrawal? Total insanity!