Counting Down a Decade of Asthma – No. 8, More than a Village

Part of the series A Decade of Asthma

If it takes a village to raise a child, it has so far taken a small to mid-sized city to raise this kid of mine with persistent asthma.

It takes both Mr. Asthma Mom and me, and it takes our younger asthma-free daughter, who has always been extremely attached to me but has had to relinquish my attention sometimes during the more severe flares. Who, to my perpetual awe, has managed to understand from a very young age when her sister needed us more.

It has taken my child’s extended family, who learned how to administer her nebulizers and inhalers and even modified behaviors and routines that had the potential to trigger AG when we came to visit.

It has taken caregivers and teachers, all of whom have access to my daughter’s asthma action plan.

It has taken doctors and nurses and respiratory therapists to help AG breathe during the rough times, to formulate her maintenance plan, and keep her airways open and healthy.

Finally, it has taken other parents who hacked their way through the wilderness of asthma first and who gave me the tools when my daughter was younger, to help me find my way out, too.

I don’t know what parents of young asthmatics did for sanity before the Internet, I really don’t. But this Asthma Mom is pretty grateful for the online health communities – for those parents who taught me in the beginning, for all the other asthma bloggers, and for the chance to meet all of you through this site.

Previously:

No. 9: Learning to Love Steroids

No. 10: Releasing Old Expectations of Childhood and Health