Both my husband and my youngest daughter scolded me yesterday. Let me give you some history first.
I was diagnosed with asthma when I was in high school. Initially, the doctor kept telling me I had an upper respiratory infection, I never got better on the antibiotics and landed in the ER three times. On the third trip a pulmonologist happened to be there and came to see me. He was frustrated that no one had picked up on the fact I had asthma, and not an URI. I was actually given two shots of epi, a couple of breathing treatments and a referral to see an allergist/pulm. It felt great to breath again. For years, I took a maintenance inhaler and had albuterol as a rescue. Fast forward, I get married, have three kids and then I don't have any problems. Doctor pulls me off meds and I do great.
A couple of years ago I start having allergy problems again. I find a new allergist, who said I was only allergic to dust and mold. I know what the test is saying, but if I go outside in the spring, I am a mess. So I seek a second opinion. I came off an antihistamine for five days, go see the new dr who took pity on me and gave me meds in his office. Yeah, I looked that bad.
My allergies, are somewhat under control, but I have a feeling the asthma is back. I caught a cold this week and it has kicked me in the butt. At first I thought it was just allergies but Wed, I felt terrible. Yesterday, dh took off so he could take my truck in for repairs. He comes home and asks how I am feeling. I tell him I feel like I am breathing through a straw, he just stared at me, like he didn't understand what I was saying. I kinda got frustrated with him for a second. His reply was, how can you not know what is going on? In the mean time, Bekah goes and gets a new albuterol from the basement, hands it to me and says you need this. Uumm, how in the world did I not see what was happening? Needless to say, I have an appointment with the allergist and they called in some meds for me to get me through.
After I started to feel some better last night, Bekah gave me the what for for not seeing what was going on and not wanting to take the inhaler. Leave it to my teenager to set me straight.