Asthma. His asthma has been getting bad. Make a Dr appointment I ask, refill your prescription, I suggest, let me take you to urgent care I beg… the last two evenings as he is on the floor wheezing. He has been doing breathing treatments with nothing getting better. I can hear his chest. I can hear all the wheezing with every difficult breath he tries to take. No, he says, he will be fine…l am not going to urgent care. He refuses each time or says he will, and then he does not follow through.
Now, Christmas eve. I find him in our room, on the floor, straining to take a breath. He has tried his inhalers ( the one he is not out of) and done two breathing treatments. “I am taking you to the emergency room.” He looks fearful and agrees to go.
He couldn’t even walk to the car without having to stop to try to breath. I am beyond pissed. This is so fucking selfish. I have asked and asked and begged for him to see a dr about his asthma. Get meds. No, no, no or i will later. This is fucking later. You wait until my family is here and Christmas eve before you cave!! He does not have any fucking clue how pissed i am. He has medical issues that could lead to death, no fucking life insurance! No fucking sense of urgency.
They have given steroids. Xrays. Blood draw to check oxygen level in his blood, because it is low. Been on a breathing machine. An IV and now and hour long breathing tx. His oxygen levels are low. They want to keep him overnight! I would love his ass to have to stay in the emergency room tonight, by himself… I do, but I don’t. He refuses to stay anyway. After being monitored for hours the doctor okays him to go home.
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