So I have had a few bad attacks in the last week requiring ambulances and gp appointments.
However, after a scary ambualnce ride i was admitted to hospital. I'm still a bit emotional about it all ๐.
I remember calling an ambulance and feeling like I might not make it. I had a silent chest when they arrived and things escalated quickly.
I dont remember much after starting on a nebuliser except for when I was then in resus at the hospital. I am told that I almost stopped breathing and they couldn't rouse me. ๐ฎ
As a consequence my chest is really sore from hard work breathing and what they call a 'sternum rub'. I am bruised.
After a barrage of test's, endless nebs and steroids I'm on the mend! ๐
The moral of my story is that it's best to get help early and treat it seriously. There were times I'd have ignored or thought I knew best and carried on. This however has opened my eys to how serious asthma can be.I dont think I properly appreciated that til now. ๐
I am very grateful to the ambulance crew who probably saved my life ๐ถ.
Hoping I can move on with a clearer plan from now but can't wait to get out of here. It's so tiring!๐ด
Filo x