They made a stunning couple ... for a while.
I'm armed with a few meds and a directive to keep a journal so that a trigger might be identified. Like I said, young doctor, good ideas.
So, naps and lots of water. That's what my immediate plans are.
There's a reason they use the term asthma attack. It is an attack, and usually comes when I am not expecting it. The doctors think I'm a loon because I don't have chronic symptoms in between these major events; I'm not sure they believe me.
Do you smoke? No.
Get out of breath when you walk or exercise? No.
Normally have high blood pressure? No.
Heart Disease? No.
You're healthy. What's up with that?
All I can do is maintain my innocence. These things come on like a freight train and there's nothing i can do but turn to the medical professionals and ask them to please hurry.
And they do, and the staff at the Bowling Green Medical Center is an awesome group of people.
I am not level. They pump me with steroids and my BP and heart rate think it's Disneyland, so getting it all evened out is what they're working on.
A relative brought me my phone charger and computer, so I'm back online and able to use my phone again. Funny thing, but you just don't think of everything when heading out the door with a paramedic. At least I grabbed a pair of clean undies ;)
I don't have the energy right now to track down all of the places where my name might have been mentioned, but I am grateful that you cared enough to do it.
This song though, and the beautiful interpretation by Linda Ronstadt, Emmylou Harris and Dolly Parton is breathtakingly beautiful. If I were going to make an exit, I'd want it to be accompanied by this. Linda's vocal is all the more poignant with the recent revelation that she has Parkinson's Disease, and it is affecting her vocal chords. She has one of the truly great voices.