Turns out I am allergic to one of the meds I am being given for bronchitis. Late in the evening and early morning I awake, I am forced awake by the inability to breathe. I am left gasping, barely able to capture or exhale a tablespoon of air. I try pouring in water, putting tiger balm under my nose, but I just have to wait a few moments sitting up for my airway to relax from being in the grips of a bronchospasm. And now I learn that the Chinese use honeysuckle tea and something called forsythia to treat bronchitis without worrying about cardiovascular collapse or sudden death – another side effect of the med I was prescribed.