I have extreme chronic asthma. Maybe I should rephrase that and say that I used to have extreme chronic asthma. I drove university bus back then, and all the people wanted to blame it on the diesel fumes that came off the bus. I would be out on a run and I would have to have someone rush out and take over the bus while I was taken to the hospital in an ambulance. I couldn’t know the air quality in the bus was that bad when none of the men seemed to be minding it and no one even said they could smell the exhaust. One day, my dentist told myself and others that I had to make some decisions. He was giving myself and others several years to live if I kept up with the way I was going. He wanted to put myself and others on the lung transplant list, because the cilia that holds the air bubbles which the people I was with and I breathe, were no longer able to work and they were dying off. This put my husband and myself into a panic. My husband went on a mission and did a lot of research. He found out that almost forty percent of all the people who lived in our area, was suffering from asthma and breathing difficulty. There were sixty percent more chances of childhood asthma reported in that area, than in any other part of the state. He told myself and others the people I was with and I were moving to an part where the air quality was cleaner. All of us had a lot of industry in our part and once a week this one factory sent out a immense cloud of smoke, and that was when the air quality was the worst and it was in perfect timing to when I was in the hospital.