When Asthma Stopped Being a Whisper
I never expected that pollen could send me to the ER…but in North Carolina, it did. That moment made me realize asthma isn’t something you outgrow. It’s something you learn to live with. My journey with asthma hasn’t been a straight line. It’s been a series of struggles, small victories, and big choices that have shaped how I live my life today.
Childhood: Carefree but Aware
Growing up, asthma was more of a whisper in the background than a loud obstacle. My family knew about it, but it rarely slowed me down. My childhood was filled with running through the park, climbing trees, and jumping rope until the streetlights came on. I was fearless, and for the most part, my asthma let me be.
It wasn’t until middle school and high school that the whisper got louder. I caught colds more easily, my breathing grew heavier, but I refused to sit on the sidelines. I wasn’t the star athlete, but I was a cheerleader and a softball player. The roar of the crowd and the crunch of grass under my cleats were too precious to give up. I learned early on to push through, to listen to my body—but not to let it define me.
College Discoveries: Food as Medicine
College opened a new chapter. Moving away from home meant experimenting with how I cared for myself. I tried being vegan, then Paleo, and discovered just how powerful food could be for my body. For the first time, my asthma symptoms eased. It felt like I had found a secret weapon, something more than just an inhaler. I thought, “I’ve got this figured out.”
Family Life in the Midwest: Health in the Chaos
Marriage and motherhood brought a new kind of chaos—the beautiful, messy kind. My carefully planned routines took a backseat to midnight feedings, toddler chases, and fast meals between nap times.
My health wasn’t just about me anymore; it was about being strong for my family. The dry, icy Midwest winters tested my lungs, but I adapted. Flare-ups came and went, but I learned resilience in this season: that health isn’t about perfection—it’s about persistence, even in the chaos.
The North Carolina Setback: Pollen and Fear
Then came North Carolina. What I thought would be a fresh start became one of my hardest battles. The pollen was relentless. My once “controlled” asthma spiraled, leaving me in and out of hospitals, tethered to nebulizer treatments, and afraid of the next attack.
It felt like I had lost all the progress I’d made. Fear tried to take center stage in my life again.
Taking Back Control: Starting Over
My turning point came in 2023. I refused to let fear be my story. I went back to the drawing board, rebuilding my health from scratch. I journaled my food, tracked my symptoms, and practiced patience. Slowly, my body responded. As my overall wellness improved, so did my breathing.
It wasn’t a miracle cure—it was persistence. And with each step forward, I felt stronger, more in control, and more hopeful.
Where I Am Today: Control with Compromise
Today, my asthma is no longer the loudest voice in my life. I’ve learned how to manage it, and my daily struggles are fewer than ever before. But there’s still one challenge I can’t ignore: North Carolina’s spring pollen season.
Some days, the idea of moving somewhere with cleaner air feels like the only option. It’s a reminder that living with a chronic illness isn’t just about managing symptoms—it’s about making big, sometimes painful choices to protect your health.
My Takeaway: Resilience Over Perfection
If you’re living with asthma—or any chronic illness—know this: it’s okay to restart, to pivot, to make hard decisions. Every flare-up doesn’t erase your progress. Every breath is a victory worth fighting for.
Asthma may be part of my story, but it doesn’t get to write the ending.
Living with Asthma: A Journey Through Struggles, Resilience, and Control
Until next time, shine amongst the stars!
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Living with asthma means more than carrying an inhaler—it’s about choices, resilience, and starting over when needed. Here’s my story of setbacks, hope, and taking control. 💨💪 #AsthmaAwareness #HealthJourney
This post made me tear up. My son’s got asthma, and I’ve been trying to understand what he’s feeling. You painted that picture clearly and beautifully. Much love and respect.
Hi Malcolm! Thank you for being such a present and thoughtful dad—your son is blessed. I’m honored the post helped in any way. Keep showing up like you do—it matters.
Sis, thank you for this. I don’t often see stories like ours out here. This gave me so much life and motivation. Keep doing what you do!
Hey Rochelle! Thank you, Queen! We carry a lot on our shoulders, but we still rise. I’m cheering you on—keep slaying and breathing freely!
Thank you for sharing such a genuine story. I travel a lot and have mild asthma, and the pollen part hit home. It’s a good reminder to plan with health in mind. Keep sharing your journey!
Hi Priya! Traveling with asthma definitely takes extra prep, but you’re doing it. I’m so glad the blog gave you a helpful reminder. Safe (and breath-friendly) travels!
We read this together and really appreciated your vulnerability. One of us has asthma and it’s been a learning curve. Your story gave us a lot to talk about and think through. Thank you, Lavanda!
Hi Jessie & Micah! I love that you read it together—what a beautiful way to support each other. Wishing you both joy, love, and strong lungs in your new life together! 💕
I rarely get time to read blogs, but I’m so glad I read this one. Managing asthma while raising four kids is exhausting. You reminded me to give myself grace. Thank you for that.
Hey Laura! I know exactly what you mean—grace is everything. You’re doing an incredible job, even on the tough days. Sending you strength (and deep breaths)!