Asthma Attacks

Asthma attacks are, first of all, pretty freaky. Your throat tightens as if a hand has curled around your windpipe. The frantic breath you try to take in is stopped instantly. It is as if your lungs simply do not have enough room to allow more air inside. You lift a hand to your neck, as if doing so will somehow fix everything. The fingers you press against your trachea change nothing. Your inhales still are forced to an abrupt stop at the back of your throat. You finally get a breath in, but the oxygen flows down to your lungs too suddenly and too thickly, sending you into a spasm of coughing. Choking on the air you had, just seconds ago, begged for, you struggle to regain control of yourself. Hacking and focusing on simply GETTING IN A BREATH, you scrabble for your inhaler and spray it down your throat. Eventually, you can reign in a controlled breath. The attack has left you weary and has scraped your throat raw. Clutching the inhaler, you swear to never take breathing for granted again. Of course, you forget about that vow soon after. That is, until the next asthma attack.