I'm coming around the corner with that distinguished COUGH, COUGH, COUGH. I went to the doctor last week. He said I may have mild asthma. In the past, I was told I may have bronchitis. A friend's mother was told her cough was nothing. Six months later revision. Terminal lung cancer. Yes, my high school best friend, Tina, has a mom named Annette, who never smoked and has inoperable lung cancer. She is a sweet woman who wants to garden. Okay. I have been researching clean indoor and outdoor air for some time now. Last week, I interviewed the former executive director of the Clean Air Duct Association. I cough more when the air conditioner goes on, therefore I always have it off. But I was curious what's circulating in those ducts. I have decided to write a quarterly CLEAN AIR NEWSLETTER (Update: newsletter didn't happen, this blog did) to report my salient findings with resources and links for interested readers.
I went hiking this late afternoon. Experience the beauty of L.A. nature set against BLACK, and I mean BLACK smog. We're breathing it.
