I’ve had asthma my whole life, but I have never once gone to the ER for an asthma emergency. I’ve missed plenty of school because of it, made many trips to the doctor, but I have always taken great pride in being able to self-treat at home before it could escalate to emergency status.
But not last night. Last night I got to pay a little visit to my favorite hospital at 11:30 at night. I had suffered some small asthma attacks for the past two days, and each time they got a little worse. By Sunday night, as I laid in bed trying unsuccessfully to sleep it off, the attacks got more and more intense, and pretty soon I could barely breathe. So I reluctantly got out of bed, threw on a sweatshirt and drove myself to the ER. Luckily it’s only five minutes away.
My hospital is fabulous and provided outstanding care. The only bad part was having all my coworkers,