Asthma (from the Greek άσθμα, ásthma, "panting") is the common chronic inflammatory disease of the airways characterized by variable and recurring symptoms, reversible airflow obstruction, and bronchospasm. Symptoms include wheezing, coughing, chest tightness, and shortness of breath. Asthma is clinically classified according to the frequency of symptoms, forced expiratory volume in 1 second (FEV1), and peak expiratory flow rate. Asthma may also be classified as atopic (extrinsic) or non-atopic (intrinsic).
It is thought to be caused by a combination of genetic and environmental factors. Treatment of acute symptoms is usually with an inhaled short-acting beta-2 agonist (such as salbutamol). Symptoms can be prevented by avoiding triggers, such as allergens and irritants, and by inhaling corticosteroids.Leukotriene antagonists are less effective than corticosteroids and thus less preferred.
Its diagnosis is usually made based on the pattern of symptoms and/or response to therapy over time. The prevalence of asthma has increased significantly since the 1970s. As of 2010, 300 million people were affected worldwide. In 2009 asthma caused 250,000 deaths globally. Despite this, with proper control of asthma with step down therapy, prognosis is generally good.
Plot
Enter the hilariously sick mind of Jillian, a timid hypochondriac with a vivid imagination. Instead of making real friends, she hangs out with the diseases she thinks she has: Influenza, Asthma and Mono. Jillian moves into a rural, germ-ridden town just in time for her freshman year of high school. Her 'friends' tag along, ready to keep her safe from the hazards of a ninth-grade social life. When a renegade upperclassman named Dave encourages Jillian to emerge from her shell, she must make a real human connection or remain sick forever.
Plot
The year is 1999 and the storyline is actually a number of sub-plots all revolving around the 13-year old Clara, a girl that can predict the future and has telekinetic powers. The sub-plots include a boy in her class who has a crush on her, his family, her family and her principal that keeps talking French for some strange reason.
Keywords: apocalypse, based-on-novel, character-name-in-title, near-future, psychic, supernatural, surrealism, telekinesis
welcome to golda meir junior high school home of the bewitching and the bewitched
MiKan Tatchil HaMahapecha [The Revolution Will Start Here]
Tikel's Dad: [Upon winning the lottery] The first time you're happy about something I did.::Tikel's Mom: [Looking at their son] The second time.
Vered Rosental: Get in, fairy. We'll take you for a ride in heaven.
Elvis Chanov: Great dog! He looks like he belongs to Bob Marley.
Teacher Mounitz: You think the kids made a jerk out of me, huh? I'm a jerk. I know. But you know what? I had one day in my life like you'll never have. When I was in America, I was sent to Vietnam. The minute I landed a friend took me to a whorehouse. The girls were 14. I was with seven at once. Suddenly, a chopper landed in the middle of the war, and Bobby Fisher gets out. The great Fisher played chess with 60 soldiers at once. I was the only one who won. They took me to Virginia with him and recruited me for the American army chess team. One day in Vietnam.
Headmaster Tissona: I want to tell you about a dream I had. I'm in a bobsled, sliding down the snow at amazing speed. And who do you think is sitting with me? Edith Piaf. She's with me. Edith Piaf!::Eddie Tikel: Who is she, sir?::Headmaster Tissona: She's not relevant to the story. Ask your father. And while sliding, she's singing, "Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien." And I hold her and feel her holiness flow into my heart. People on the sidelines hand us cups of tea, like in a marathon. But we can't stop the sled. I can't find the brakes. See how this connects to you?
Rosy: Why's this place called the Monroe Seismographic Institute?::Eddie Tikel: Marilyn Monroe. Don't you know? She was Richter's whore. The guy who measured earthquakes.::Libby: When there's an earthquake, the scientists are really happy. The seismograph draws Marilyn Monroe naked, and they determine the size of the wake by the size of her tits.::Rosy: That Richter was a real pervert.
It's very late and I'm staring at my first guitar and
having doubts about my paramour. I'm kept awake by the
whitest noise, the frail voice that made me make a choice
i would ignore. I'm reaching for these notes although its
easier to sing falsetto than really strain. It's easier
to hide behind a line about a troubled mind then to
explain; that i am a cat to your asthma, and you are the
smoke to my cancer. And i can heal a break by walking on
a shattered limb with the bravest grin instead of a
tourniquet. But you cant clean a wound by wallowing in
words unspoken, vows now broken washing time away. I know
that i cant stem the flow with fingertips, the technique
wrong, the pulse too strong, im bloodied with my remorse.
But you dont leave the scar you scratch at it. In silent
halls and empty draws i'll measure out my loss. I am a
cat to your asthma, and you were the smoke to my cancer,
and you were the care to my violence, but I was the sound
Breathe!
Suffocation within
because of what your sayin'
To understand!
Is to begin again
Yet to Begin!
Is to live again
I tried living my life through your eyes
Smother me with your ways, to death, no breath.
Your choking what little faith I have left.
In time I find the truth lies, Inside the truth lies, Inside
Breathe!
Suffocation within
because of what your sayin'
To understand!
Is to begin again
Yet to Begin!
Is to live again
I would die, to breathe again
I would die, to breathe again
I would die, to breathe again
I would die, to breathe again
Breathe!
Suffocation
I want to Breathe!
Suffocation
I understand
I would die, to breathe again
I would die, to breathe again