Please bear with me because this sounds like it’s going to be an odd post (and it’s a bit long), but it’ll make sense in the end. This is a cautionary tale about compromised judgement and oxygen deprivation and how a draft turned into written evidence.
A little background.
In 2009 I was incorrectly diagnosed with COPD while living in Wyoming. Despite arguing with doctors for a year I was ultimately hospitalized for a month. While there I was correctly diagnosed with Hypersensitivity Pneumonitis (caused by a bacterial infection), though it took a trip to Denver in late 2010 to save my life. Back in Wyoming, more poor treatment followed (including telling me inhalers wouldn’t help my condition … remember that, it’s important).
In 2014 I relocated to Montana, but required a referral to see a pulmonologist. New battles with new doctors ensued, along with insufficient, band-aid treatments. Sick again in early autumn 2016, I was (again) given insufficient treatment and a follow-up appointment scheduled for that December.
Determined to obtain my referral, I started logging my oxygen saturation readings. For perspective, healthy readings are typically in the upper nineties. Below 89% is considered dangerous. At that prior visit it took the entire session for my saturation to reach a safe level, yet it was shrugged off and I was given a limited supply of prednisone. Sure enough, soon after it ran out my condition rapidly worsened…
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