We live in Washington state and the air quality has been terrible lately… my son usually only has post-illness asthma but yesterday needed rescue inhaler about 10 times. We’ve been through the recovery drill before and added some meds to help stabilize him. My breathing has been fine but I’ve noticed increased anxiety and brain fog. It’s Really bad today and eating stress French fries which won’t help matters… Hot bath n lullabies here I come.
I wear earplugs more often than not. It’s hard getting the ‘just right’ combo of fitting comfortably, blocking most noises & hearing conversation when I try to. We’re on a road trip and it’s been a challenge keeping track of which pocket is the temporary home for a variety of ear plugs when trying to hear my son over road noise. We agreed to stop for snacks n gas and I’d wait to put the plugs back in til we were back in the car listening to podcasts or audible blasting through the car stereo. My main goal was to use the restroom but the lines were stunning so I found my son browsing the chips, paid and went back towards restrooms with a plan to use the family/handicapped room if the door if it was open. I am definitely handicapped just usually don’t look it. The door was open so I went for it, still smiling to myself because the cashier ringing up my son’s chips seemed especially kind. Maybe it’s a northwest thing. As I shut the bathroom door I noticed my new super short haircut highlighted the giant neon orange carrot of an earplug still in my left ear. Niiiice look! I’m sure the cashier was trying to figure out if I was a danger to myself or others. Slipped the carrot into its pocket and tried to straighten my crazy car hair. Onward!