Not again... in Another Open Diary refugee

Coughing, snuffling, and wheezing AGAIN today... there was a woman coughing her lungs out at church on Sunday. I was on the far side of the church from her... I'd better not have caught her cold! I don't have time to be sick - christmas is next week. grrrrrrrrrrrrrr... if I'm sick we can't go to Orlando. I'm annoyed enough with myself already - my back was hurting yesterday and I figured it was because I've spent WAY too much time lying around the last few weeks and I haven't been to the gym at all. So I went for a short walk last night and it was hard work. I didn't have my knee brace on, and for the last quarter mile my knee was determined to dump me onto the ground. I almost called it quits and got John to pick me up but I decided it would take longer for him to come get me than for me to limp the rest of the way home with my cane. It felt like I'd walked about three miles, but I checked - nope. I walked just under half a mile without the cane, then half a mile with it. How am I supposed to exercise when my distance hasn't increased a yard in a year? I took the trash out this morning and climbing back up those stairs felt like Mount Everest, and that was AFTER my inhaler. I'm starting to wonder whether I have to bite the bullet and go back on Advair for the winter... I really don't want to because that stuff is expensive - but I've been having trouble since Thanksgiving. :(