A young girl with a long-standing history of asthma and allergies has an unexpected attack that has put her into the hospital overnight. She gets out the next day, but the whole ordeal has upset her greatly.
It all started with my being stupid. I knew I should have paid more attention to the allergy forcast on the radio...
I have had to struggle all my life with allergies and asthma; and I have been in the hospital a lot because of them. I should have remembered that when I went outside, and know to use my inhaler when my asthma started to act up. (I had it with me; for some dumb reason, I just didn't even think to use it more than just once.)
I was outside, waiting for the bus to take me to school, and all of a sudden, I started getting that familiar tightening feeling in my chest, and I started wheezing. I knew right away that my asthma was starting to act up, and I took a small hit from my inhaler, hoping it would relieve some of the wheezing; but to no avail. I just started wheezing all the harder, and Gemini, my big sister, looked over and asked if I was okay. (I told her I wasn't, and I told her to get daddy.)
Gemini went running into the house, and she got daddy. They both came back out, and daddy asked me if I was okay. By now, I couldn't talk; I was concentrating on my breathing, trying not to get too excited (but that is hard when you are having breathing problems). That was when he said that he was taking me to the emergency room; he said my breathing sounded bad.
I usually hate going to the emergency room because they stick needles in me, and cause me pain; but I knew I needed help, so I didn't complain. I just followed behind him, and I didn't say much as he helped me to the car.
We got to the hospital a few minutes later; and daddy got me a wheelchair (I couldn't walk without having to stop and gasp for air) and told me to sit while he filled out the paperwork. He said that his daughter (me) was having an asthma attack. Shortly after, a nurse came up to us and told us to follow her to a room, and a doctor would be right in to look at me.
While we were waiting for a doctor, several nurses came and listened to my chest and gave me some oxygen prongs, so to help my breathing (I don't like the oxygen mask); and one started an I.V. of some epinephrine, a medicine used for bad attacks of asthma. That hurt, but nothing like the stupid blood-gas; when the one nurse stuck that long needle deep into my wrist, I yelped, and tears jumped to my eyes; and I started whimpering. She ended up missing the first time, and so she stuck me again, which caused me to start crying. She then gave me a breathing treatment and told me to breathe in this medicated stuff from a machine into my lungs and just lie there quietly. I did, but my arm was sore; and I was upset that they had to stick me twice with that damned needle.
Doctor Emmons, who is my primary pediatrician, was at the hospital at the time, and he came into the emergency room, where he then examined me. I showed him my bruised up wrist, and he clucked sympathetically; but he told me that he was admitting me into the hospital because I was still wheezing pretty bad, and he wanted to keep a good, close eye on me. As bad as I felt, I didn't care. I just wanted to get into a nice, warm bed and sleep; I really felt horrible, and my chest and arm were both killing me.
I'm so glad I don't have breathing problems Karen. I count this as a blessing. Carrying around this 200 plus pounds gets me out of breath, especially going up steps. thanks for this good story to help me count my blessings. I really feel sorry for people who have these problems. hugs. G
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