Oh, great, I have asthma…
- Dec 16, 2008
- 1 min read
Shortly after we moved here, I caught a really nasty cold, and ended up in the ER on the 2nd or 3rd day of it because I couldn’t breathe. They said it was, basically, an asthma attack, and that if it happens more frequently I’d need to see a doctor about a diagnosis and long term treatment.
Well, I was just helping Dave shovel some snow, and when I came back in I started wheezing and having trouble breathing. I immediately thought, “Oh, great, I have asthma…” Ronda came in and told me to use my inhaler, and I felt better as soon as I did.
So… Oh, great, I have asthma…
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