For the last week I have been sick as a dog. For three nights I couldn't sleep because I was unable to breathe lying down. Finally I ended up calling the doctor.
"I can't breathe, can she see me?" I ask the receptionist.
"How soon can you come in?"
"I am in the parking lot."
I make it up the stairs and just about collapse, I can't catch my breath. She gives me a puffer (Salbutamol) and some antibiotics and tells me if it doesn't relieve the symptoms to go to the outdoor and get iv steroids.
Today I can finally breathe but I am beat to a snot.