I had an absolute hell week ending with me taking an ambulance from work to the ER do to a Bronchial Spasm after breathing in someone’s really strong perfume and some dust at work. Was I absolutely terrified when I couldn’t breathe? Absolutely. But after I was on oxygen in the ambulance and could think again I was surprisingly calm. I wasn’t in the clear yet but I felt safe. Like someone was saying even if your results come back and somethings wrong, You’ll get through it, don’t worry. I was not alone even before my mom got there. Ares and Apollo were with me, making sure I knew I would be fine. When I got out I felt the push from them to do something in an attempt to prevent this from happening again so I made myself anti dust masks to wear, especially at work.
