One day back from the dry air in Santa Fe, I became allergic to my home! Two days later, I couldn't breathe. First time that's ever happened to me and I hope the last. Sunday afternoon I asked Bob to drive me to Urgent Care in town, which is 30 minutes away. As he showered, and dawdled, I became more alarmed and impatient. Finally we were on our way to a speedy reception at the Urgent Care office. No other patients in the lobby and when I told the receptionist I couldn't breathe...and it was pretty obvious by looking at me and listening to me...a nurse immediately appeared; with a doctor on her heels. After an inhalation treatment and advice to "take your asthma medicine everyday" I was turned out with a prescription for Prednisone. Seems my lungs were unprepared for the Gig Harbor pollen bloom (plus mold, mildew, animal dander, dust mites, feathers, hair, you name it) which sent me into a spin. Bob took over all animal care duties and my mom and sister rallied with food, medicine and next day's school schedule alteration. However, when my sister took one look around my bedroom, which was littered with box fulls of used Kleenex, pill bottles and empty juice glasses, and offered to come back to clean my house, I knew my recuperating days were over. She had obviously noticed the cobwebs, dust and idle vacuum cleaner on her way upstairs. Sigh. Back to work.
Apr 7, 2009
Urgent Care - STAT
One day back from the dry air in Santa Fe, I became allergic to my home! Two days later, I couldn't breathe. First time that's ever happened to me and I hope the last. Sunday afternoon I asked Bob to drive me to Urgent Care in town, which is 30 minutes away. As he showered, and dawdled, I became more alarmed and impatient. Finally we were on our way to a speedy reception at the Urgent Care office. No other patients in the lobby and when I told the receptionist I couldn't breathe...and it was pretty obvious by looking at me and listening to me...a nurse immediately appeared; with a doctor on her heels. After an inhalation treatment and advice to "take your asthma medicine everyday" I was turned out with a prescription for Prednisone. Seems my lungs were unprepared for the Gig Harbor pollen bloom (plus mold, mildew, animal dander, dust mites, feathers, hair, you name it) which sent me into a spin. Bob took over all animal care duties and my mom and sister rallied with food, medicine and next day's school schedule alteration. However, when my sister took one look around my bedroom, which was littered with box fulls of used Kleenex, pill bottles and empty juice glasses, and offered to come back to clean my house, I knew my recuperating days were over. She had obviously noticed the cobwebs, dust and idle vacuum cleaner on her way upstairs. Sigh. Back to work.
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