Done been physicianed and medicated...
Nov. 19th, 2002 09:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whitereflection...and *how*. Yoiks and jinkies. Been going to minor med places for so long, that I've forgotten how much a regular dr type will do to a person. ^^;; Went in for an appt. yesterday, and got chest x-rays (no pneumonia, but I didn't think that was the case), two breathing treatments (made me damned jittery), and a steroid shot (*flails*)--*then* she gave me five prescriptions. An antibiotic, an expectorant, a longer-lasting steroid, eardrops, and an inhaler. ^^;; Yeah. Jinkies. Even on my prescription plan, that was almost a hundred bucks. *Ow*. And I go in for a followup tomorrow, potentially another one next week.
Really, it seems to be just a sinus-infection sort of thing--but seems she (the dr) thinks I have asthma, and that irritation from all the crud was causing bronchial spasms, hence coughing my a@@ off. Well then. I know I have allergies bad, but I hadn't guessed about any asthma stuff--should have though, since not only do my Mom, dad, and brother have allergies *and* asthma of varying levels, but Mom literally ended up medically disabled starting back in the 80s because asthma had damaged her lungs so badly (and that sort of damage just doesn't regenerate, unfortunately). I guess Wednesday when I go back in I'll be talking with the dr about whether that inhaler is permanent, and what type of allergy med I can go on. Meh, fun fun. I just keep telling myself it'll help--and not just immediately, but perhaps I can get to the point where I don't feel off-cruddy all the time, and don't get sick so danged often. Gotta admit, I'm feeling some improvement already--am not coughing so much since my lungs don't feel as much itch-tickling irritation, and breathing isn't so tight. It's a decent start, I guess. :)
Okay, enough medical crap and whining. ^^;; Gads, I obsess over this stuff. ...one last thought tho, is that I did get razzed about already saying I wouldn't be willing to give up my cats. But hey, they're the only 'kids' I'll ever have--not to mention they're something that help me a bunch psychologically and emotionally (seriously, animals/pets seem to have an effect on blood pressure and mood). Yeah, if it came down to 'cats or breathing' I'd have to rethink. But it'd only be a last, *last* resort--and I'm definitely not that bad off. And frankly, not like giving them away would truly help, at least not fully--it wouldn't get rid of the dust and molds I'm surrounded with at work, the trees and grass and whatnot outside, or the crap I run into day-to-day like cigarette smoke and perfumes. Mouuu~, no giving away of the furballs! *flails* Nya. =^-_-^=
Really, it seems to be just a sinus-infection sort of thing--but seems she (the dr) thinks I have asthma, and that irritation from all the crud was causing bronchial spasms, hence coughing my a@@ off. Well then. I know I have allergies bad, but I hadn't guessed about any asthma stuff--should have though, since not only do my Mom, dad, and brother have allergies *and* asthma of varying levels, but Mom literally ended up medically disabled starting back in the 80s because asthma had damaged her lungs so badly (and that sort of damage just doesn't regenerate, unfortunately). I guess Wednesday when I go back in I'll be talking with the dr about whether that inhaler is permanent, and what type of allergy med I can go on. Meh, fun fun. I just keep telling myself it'll help--and not just immediately, but perhaps I can get to the point where I don't feel off-cruddy all the time, and don't get sick so danged often. Gotta admit, I'm feeling some improvement already--am not coughing so much since my lungs don't feel as much itch-tickling irritation, and breathing isn't so tight. It's a decent start, I guess. :)
Okay, enough medical crap and whining. ^^;; Gads, I obsess over this stuff. ...one last thought tho, is that I did get razzed about already saying I wouldn't be willing to give up my cats. But hey, they're the only 'kids' I'll ever have--not to mention they're something that help me a bunch psychologically and emotionally (seriously, animals/pets seem to have an effect on blood pressure and mood). Yeah, if it came down to 'cats or breathing' I'd have to rethink. But it'd only be a last, *last* resort--and I'm definitely not that bad off. And frankly, not like giving them away would truly help, at least not fully--it wouldn't get rid of the dust and molds I'm surrounded with at work, the trees and grass and whatnot outside, or the crap I run into day-to-day like cigarette smoke and perfumes. Mouuu~, no giving away of the furballs! *flails* Nya. =^-_-^=
