Tuesdays are Your Turn – The Holiday Flare Season
The most sacred day of western childhood, December 25, is coming up fast, isn’t it? Every year, my daughter somehow manages to stay healthy on Christmas, and I can really only remember one year of her flaring while opening presents.
With the other major fall/winter holidays, though, not so much.
AG spent one Halloween in the hospital fighting pneumonia, hooked up to an oxygen tank.
One Thanksgiving, she slept all day long after gastritis symptoms kept her up the previous night. That holiday marked the beginning of her GI problem that recurs, occasionally, to this day and that may or may not have been complicated/generated by the heavy medications for severe asthma problems she had to take when younger, on top of inheriting a weak-ish stomach from my side of the family.
And more than one birthday party in February has found my kid coughing away and needing round-the-clock albuterol treatments.
But the worst holiday for her asthma by far is New Year’s Eve. Every December 31, I can pretty much count on her flaring. My girls like to stay up until midnight, shoot off fireworks, and watch their favorite bands on the Dick Clark special, but AG’s usually coughing while doing all three. In fact, her very first flare ever occurred on the Millennium New Year’s Eve when she was 10 months-old, setting the precedent for her future.
At any rate, as bronchial-challenged holidays go, AG could do worse than New Year’s. It’s not really one of the childhood biggies, you know?
Stress, fatigue, and asthma are the Big Three of the holiday respiratory health ambush, hence today’s reader response:
What is your/your child’s worst holiday for flaring?