Give Me Hyperactivity or Give me Death

Posted on September 22, 2003 in Pulmonary

I think I nearly died last night. My lungs got to feeling like a piece of living sandpaper that wanted to work its way up my throat and out my mouth and nose. It was looking as if I would have to drive myself to the Emergency Room, Lynn being out of town. I shot blast after blast of Ventolin for hours until I felt my broccoli open up. When I woke up this morning, I took a couple of hits. It wouldn’t surprise me if my friends at the group tonight thought me slightly hyper — the doses of Ventolin that have passed through my system these past twenty four hours would have that effect, but it was either hyperactvity or death.