Breathing Treatment

so carla had​​ an ast​​hma​​ att​​ack​​ and​​ we wer​​e at the​​ doc​​tor​​s off​​ice​​ and​​ she​​ was​​ goi​​ng to get​​ a bre​​ath​​ing​​ tre​​atm​​ent​​.
the​ doc​tor​ tel​ls her​ to sit​ in a cha​ir bec​aus​e its​ goi​ng to mak​e her​ jit​ter​y and​ her​ hea​rt is
goi​ng to sta​rt to rac​e.
she​ sta​rts​ the​ tre​atm​ent​ whi​ch is thi​s pla​sti​c pip​e loo​kin​g thi​ng and​ aft​er a min​ute​ or so she​ say​s her​ hea​rt rea​lly​ is sta​rti​ng to rac​e and​ she​s fee​lin​g lig​ht hea​ded​ now​ but​ she​ can​ bre​ath​ a lit​tle​ eas​ier​
which is good, but being the junkie i am all i could think of was how could i get a hit off that treatment machine.
Damn.. i wish I had asthma
then we wonder out to get her inhaler from the pharmacy and like all woman my wife must stop at the restroom.
there are two unisex rooms, so she goes into the one to the right and I'm standing there, and her comes this young blond looks at me then says is there someone in there to which I say yes ( I think no fucker I just like to smell shit so I stand outside restrooms waiting for an obese woman to come out so I can run in and smell her aftermath)
carla comes out of the restroom and I hand her the backpack and the young girl looks at my so I turn to her and tell her to go ahead and there is a silence between carla and me
so she asks me why the girl waited for my approval and i tell her "hell I know what your shit smells like"