You know it is bad when you are the admitting nurse for a patient and you are secretly thinking that you are WAY sicker then the patient.
After 2 and a half weeks, I broke down and went to the doctor, and I am now the proud owner of an advair (think steroid inhaler, to the tune of $141) and an albuterol inhaler. I have to rinse my mouth out after I use the advair so it won't rot my teeth out. I also have fun narcotic cough syrup that makes me loopy and not fit to drive, so I can only take that at night before I go to bed.
Turns out that I have a reactive airway disease. I have suspected this for some time, I just never found a doctor that believed me.
I don't really know why I am posting this except that I don't have anything else going on. Just trying to stay on top of all my medications. Oh yes, and after watching the first 2 seasons of "Lost," we are now obsessed with "Firefly." I need to get out more, except every time the cold air hits my lungs, I go into a coughing spasm.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
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3 comments:
oh no! I'm sorry you're so sick!
Feel better!
Ah, Deborah, we are still connected though we are so far apart. You get diagnosed with a reactive airway disease and get meds for it, I get diagnosed with fibromyalgia and get lots of meds. Do you see how we are following such similar paths?
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