They delivered right to my door!

Remember when I said that the cough syrup was working? Well it was working and the coughing subsided a great deal. All of a sudden I realized that the tightness in my chest wasn't related to the coughing, but to something else. But to what? I can tell you it was a very uncomfortable feeling not being able to take good breaths. You know when you hold your breath and you feel that tightness across your chest as the lungs start calling for air. That's what it feels like except you are breathing. Not fun. I left work early to go to the doctor.

The thing is I did a peak flow check just last night and got my best reading yet and all the tests they ran when I got to the office showed that it wasn't my asthma. Seems it may be an upper respiratory infection. I'll leave the details out but lets just things are clogged and inflamed. So I now have a prescription for antibiotics and a steroid. I think this could have been stopped in early December when she gave me an antibiotic, but only gave it to me for 5 days. I think it didn't clear up and has lingered because the antibiotic didn't have long enough to work. I really think (hope) this time will kick it to the curb. She wants me to get some blood work done as well to find out if there is a reason that I get infections so much (at least to her). I'm not sure how I feel about that. Ok, I lied, I know exactly how I feel about that. I don't want to do it, because I don't want to know. I'm a big medical scaredy cat.

In the course of diagnosis, I was given a breathing treatment. I've never had one before, but basically I breathe through a tube hooked to a nebulizer which turns liquid medicine into steam which you breathe. Within a minute or two of using the machine I could already feel my breathing ease. That machine is a miracle worker. They told me to buy one and use it instead of my inhaler. It isn't something I will use all the time, but it can be used at the first sign of a flare up or to get myself back under control. Only problem is I have to wait for it to be delivered from the place I ordered it and I have to wait for the medication to be delivered.

What kept running through my head while doing the treatment was a commercial I had seen on late night TV for a mail order pharmacy where the old couple talk about ordering a nebulizer and supplies (hence the title of today's post). I felt very old connected to a big loud machine and a tube. It seems that nebulizers are used by the very old, the very young or the very ill. I don't feel like I'm any of those but I'm looking forward to getting mine anyway.

Cross your fingers that this will be the end of this long strange trip.

MP2: Just Breathe

One week into 2008