I have severe chronic asthma. Maybe I should rephrase that and say that I used to have severe chronic asthma. I drove school bus back then, and everyone 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 believe the air quality in the bus was that bad when none of the kids seemed to be minding it and no one even said they could smell the exhaust. One day, my doctor told me that I had to make some decisions. He was giving me five years to live if I kept up with the way I was going. He wanted to put me on the lung transplant list, because the cilia that holds the air bubbles which we 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 everyone who lived in our area, was suffering from asthma and breathing difficulty. There were sixty percent more occasions of childhood asthma reported in that area, than in any other area of the state. He told me we were moving to an area where the air quality was cleaner. We had a lot of industry in our area and once a week this one factory sent out a huge 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.