Hunt wrote this months before we became acquainted. She wrote this post before she was diagnosed with COPD. But these words sum up the efforts, the emotions, the anguish, the fears folks with COPD go thru on a daily basis. Hunt realizes the battle she is in, and she seems prepared to fight the damn disease to the very end. We now share war stories, medical tips and any other information we have at our fingertips. I can’t be more proud of her or her efforts, and she’s a good one to have on your side as you wage your own war again COPD. Take care, Bill
Today, as has been the case for over a week now, I was having trouble breathing. Something about late August, maybe. For a year, I had been good – no sudden difficulties or that incredibly tired feeling – just the effort to breath taking everything I had. The act of eating seeming to be more effort than I had in me. One of the blessings of being unemployed right now is during this episode, I was able to just lay down, sometimes sleeping for three hours at a time. The body repairing itself.
I have this breath test “machine” I can use to monitor how I’m doing. On a scale from zero to 800 – 800 being a really healthy person – on a good day, I come in at 180-220. The pulmonary specialist set the gage on the right to indicate green, yellow and red for danger zones. Green…
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