Actually moments: I can use stairs again without bronchodilator!
I ran up and down Central Railway Station's stairs without gasping for air afterwards, and I walked up the stairs at the synagogue (three stores, IIRC - I never remember how many stores it takes, I always regocnize the correct hallway from the white mezuza(h) case) and I made it without suffering from shortness of breath of any kind.
You know what that means? It means that my lungs are actually, really getting better!
Budesonide, I love you and want to have your babies! 
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