When the USA invaded Iraq, I remarked to a friend that we would tell the people of Iraq that we were there to liberate them, and soon they would have freedom, IF, we didn't accidentally kill them in the process.
OK, don't worry, this is not a political blog.This is about modern pharmacology wonders.
As most of you know, I am in later stages of COPD with a huge Asthma component When I was in the hospital in April and May, my lung was so plugged that the Doctor ordered a powerful medication that was kind of a last resort. The problem was that unknown to me, I was deadly allergic to the new medication. The first night that they they gave it to me, I went into a reaction which was quickly dosed with a IV full of benadryl and steroids. The next morning, they tried the same medication, and low and behold, I coded this time. According to everyone, I am very lucky to be alive. I am thrilled to still be alive, believe me, I am thrilled.
Earlier this month my pulmonologist ordered a special blood test because my condition was starting to worsen again. To make a long story short,the test did not come out good. They now want me to do a once a month shot treatment for this condition. A shot, hm does not sound bad on the surface, but here is the kicker. I have to be hospitalized each time to just have the shot because the shot is very dangerous and anaphylactic shock is a very common thing with this shot.I was told this right up front. Hm , some choice, they did say I might get better , notice the word "might". Yep, I might get better if I don't die from it. Sorry, Doc, but flat lining once a year is my limit. I guess I will just pass on this one.
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