It is funny….not the topic of this post, but more the story behind it. Well…..let’s say funny, but with a pinch of sarcasm.
Almost two months ago, I went to the Hospital here in the U.S.. I was complaining of severe allergies, to include blood in my throat when coughing or sneezing. I thought that a simple hospital visit would finally determine what is going on and let’s face it….im bleeding when coughing and sneezing….that is a little unsettling, even for me. So I went, and after a few hours of waiting, the doctor finally came to see me. I described all the things that I was experiencing in great detail to make sure that he can finally tell me what is wrong and i can do something against it. Well, it turns out that he just listens to my lungs for a few minutes, tells me that he is prescribing a nose spray and that should help the situation. I left and got the medicine….yes, before i move on i should state that it actually helped…..not for very long though.
So….I am on vacation in Germany, for two weeks, visiting my family. One day, I woke up and went to the dining room to have breakfast with my mom. I sit down at the table, and the next thing i know is i dont get nearly enough air as I should. I got up and went to the window, in an attempt to suck in some fresh air….well….that didnt work. My mother, who took “Asthma Training,” meaning a training to determine when someone has an asthamtic attack and such (due to my brother being sick all the time), told me to lay on the floor as far stretched as possible and to try and take deep breaths. This works, so i decide to get up again. BAD IDEA let me tell you, three seconds later, I am back on the ground in the same position. Needless to say, it is time for another doctor’s appointment, this time in Germany, where the doctors care about their patients.
The doctor there takes three looks at me, listens to my lungs and does some tests. Then the words I never thought I’d hear in my life: “You have Asthma.” My first reaction was that she was lying and that the doctor in the US would have told me if I did. Then the realization that this is something that isnt reversible, that this is something I would have to live with. At least this is managable to a degree.
A small vacation….that’s all it was supposed to be.