My son (aged 11) died from a very sudden asthma attack last year. He was not severly asthmatic, and we seemed to be managing his asthma OK. He had never had an urgent attack before and the worst he had ever been was mildly wheezy. He had a very busy active normal life, although he would carry a Ventolin inhaler around with him and used it every so often. However, he had been mildly wheezy more often in the few weeks preceding his death and had had a short course of oral steroids. This made him completely better and he was very well for a couple of weeks, with no wheeziness at all, and we were just using the normal doses of beclomethasone/sameterol inhalers morning and evening. I would not have known that he had asthma. Then one day he just died in an asthma attack that only lasted a few minutes.
I am having great difficulty accepting what has happened which really does not seem to make any sense to me. And I am feeling so guilty that this condition that we lived with for the whole of his life and I never for a moment considered life-threatening, actually killed him. I feel as though I should have done so much more.
I was wondering if anyone else has suffered such a loss, and if so, whether you could contact me. I think we might be able to give each other some support.