Sometimes I think I should've named this blog "The Bright Side Is..." or maybe "Polyanna." I can't help it - I'm always looking for the bright side of things. Today was a good opportunity for that.
I had my first appointment with my new doctor. She was very thorough, and she was able to shed light on some things my previous physician had not been able to help with. For example, I always thought I had "a touch of exercise-induced asthma" that never caused much of a problem. She gave me a lung fuction test, asked a million questions, gave me a breathing treatment, tested my lung function again, and informed me I do have asthma - but not the cool athlete type. Just the normal nerdy type.
I was a bit surprised at first, but after talking with her, it all makes sense. I won't go into the litany of clues over the years (which now all seem to make the diagnosis crystal clear). I will say that my test score was a bit low ("like that of someone with pnuemonia," to quote the doc). But after the breathing treatment, I showed much improvement. I came home with two prescriptions and am already feeling better. It's funny the bad things you don't notice (like not being able to take a deep breath) until they get better. I'm actually sitting here enjoying breathing. Okay, I can't believe I just typed that. Maybe I'm giddy with oxygen.
Why is this good news? Because now that I know there's a problem, we can fix it. And fixing it will mean more oxygen, which will make me stronger and faster! MUST GET FASTER!!!!
