Now that I am almost over it, the verdict is:
It appears this was secondary to either the chronic coughing from the allergic bronchitis, or a viral infection that tailed onto my allergic bronchitis.
Painful but benign. Now there’s an oxymoron for you. But, by virtue of giving in to the liberal administration of steroids, albuterol and narcotics, I can breathe easy again.
I promise never again to take oxygen for granted.
November 9th, 2007 at 6:22 pm
5 Responses to “The final diagnosis…”
That sounds AWFUL.
Still, non-serious is good.
I am so sorry you are going through this. I had this when I was pregnant with Bri due to an overzealous chiropractor (the costochondritis, not the pregnancy). I am glad you are no longer driving the Honda. It is tough to drive a standard when your cartilage is inflamed.
I hope you feel better soon.
Drugs. Good drugs. Happy drugs. Hopefully they will lead to a pain free existence. ;=)
All this from mowing the lawn?
I’m glad you’re feeling better!