Today at 10 a.m., I had an appointment with my allergist / asthma specialist. It's a follow up check up because I had to use my emergency inhaler last week. I had a hard time breathing for a couple of days. I knew that there was something wrong with me because my breathing test numbers were in the "warning zones."
Apparently, based on my numbers, I am so congested and my lungs weren't their best self.
I have been coughing, and my peak flow kept going down on my yellow zone numbers. That meant, I felt symptoms of an asthma attack, and worst, I am having an attack.
I was prescribed 3 different nasal sprays. I need to do nasal irrigation twice a day, take 1 allergy pill, and to continue using my emergency inhaler.
That 1 nasal spray really worked. It opened up my nasal passage even with the first use. But I was strictly instructed to use it for only 3 days. I think it would be addicting.
My doctor and I are very optimistic that I will feel better soon.
She said I have to because it'll be the holidays in the coming weeks. I couldn't miss family gatherings, plus I need the energy to create all the bake goods I can make.
I am going back to see her in 4 weeks. I am going to bring her Taisan cake, maybe 2 or 3 loaves.
I am honestly grateful for my doctor. I remember my maternal grandfather, and my maternal grand uncle would have asthma attacks and they would just sit in their beds having trouble catching their breath.
There was no allergist or asthma specialist on the island, and therefore, they didn't have an asthma care plan.
They didn't know what triggered their asthma attacks and just endured their symptoms.
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