Hello my name is Alisa
And I am a Asthmatic .
This is me at one of the local clinics getting my breathing treatment after a night of being expose to extreme cold and dust . Yes cleaning makes me not be able to breathe . Okay let me take it down a notch ... Dust is my enemy .
Luckily my mother in law works at this clinic and allowed me to skip about 20 people waiting in the lobby.
I have clinic VIP status.
And guess what ?!
I got to skip the dreaded scale of doom.
I went straight to the room and got my vitals checked . Then a spunky PRN came in to listen to my pathetic lungs .
Which then she decided to inform me I needed to visit my primary so he can find me a better prescription so these random attacks don't happen .
After that a male nurse came in to give me 2 shots ( and I'm not talking about tequila )
And now I have to wait until I suck up all of this albuterol in the treatment before I can head to church.
Thank God for PrNS LPn RN technology and medication.
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