When I was 15 my asthma was so bad I was shipped to National Jewish Hospital/ National Asthma Center in Denver, Colorado. It ended up taking them six months to stabilize my asthma.
As an adult who withered the battle of living with chronic asthma, I finally decided to send for my medical records from the asthma hospital that is now called National Jewish Health.
The past two weeks I've felt like a little kid longing for those records to arrive. I couldn't wait to read what the physiologists and psychiatrist and social workers I talked with when I was there had to say about me.
Then, as I grabbed the large package from the mailbox, my heart skipped a beat. "Do I really want to do this?" I thought.
Yes. I do. And I did.
I'm going to write about this in greater detail on my asthma blog and right here at the RT Cave in the next couple weeks. But asthma is not all just about the lungs.
Yes, you read that right. And I will go into greater detail about that in the weeks to come. I'd like to write about it now, but patients is a virtue.
But asthma can cause anxiety and social disorders. I'm pretty certain that's what happened to me when I was a kid, and why I ended up being at the asthma hospital so long. And why I needed to see shrinks.
Regardless, I had to read these psychological reports on me. Some of what they said made me angry. Some of what they said made me emotional, especially when the psychologist described...
Okay, I'll leave you in suspense. Still, no person NOT in their right mind should ever read a psychological report on himself. And if I had read this stuff when I was 18, I probably would have jettisoned it out the window of my old rusty Charger while chugging along at 80 miles per hour.
But, since I am now of sound mind and body, it was actually quite enjoyable. And, most important, it was a good way of closing the door on that "difficult and endearing" part of my life.
Stay tuned, because I have some really good and even emotional asthma stories to come. And lessons learned too.