I wake up in the middle of the night, and rummage around. I jump out – I’m going to drown. I can’t find it and I feel like I am falling faster now, tumbling down into nothingness and I just need to keep my head up…
and breathe. My inhaler! Okay, got it.
A few gulps of the medicine’s vapours and I’m good. I still hold the inhaler in my mouth for a while though, a doctor told me it helps to ensure the medicine gets absorbed and I hold onto this half-remembered fact and cradle myself back to shore, to air, to normalcy.
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