After work yesterday, I decided to go to the doctor to refill my prescription for an inhaler.
Doctor walks in, looks at my chart, "But you don't have asthma."
"I know, but I have allergies, and they affect me in a way which mimics an asthma attack, and the inhaler I had 5 years ago worked for me, and I'd like a new one."
"Let me listen to you breathe." ... "Have you been tested for asthma?"
"Yes, and I don't have it."
"But you want an inhaler? Do your allergies give you rashes? Do you get hives?"
"No rashes, unless the allergens come in contact with my skin. No hives, ever. But when I'm allergic to grass and trees and pollen, and I'm outside in the spring, and I am also exerting myself physically, thus increasing my breathing rate and the number of allergens in my system, I do have allergy induced asthma attacks, and I stop breathing. I had to rush myself to the nearest grocery store, buy some liquid Benadryl, and chug about 1/4 of the bottle, and wait half an hour before I could breathe normally again. So yes, I would like an inhaler."
After the breathing, and my lungs being fine, and no signs of anything else wrong, she looks down and says "Oh, you're a smoker... I should have guessed."
We then argued over the relative health benefits* of smoking 7 cigarettes per day vs. taking a very large amount of over the counter, and prescription drugs to get rid of the migraines I'd had for 7 years prior to when I started smoking. She finally let it drop. I had a doctor tell me, years ago, that I was going to suffer from liver disease by the time I was 25 if I continued taking as many medications for migraines as I had been before I started smoking. I am no longer at risk of imminent liver failure, so I'm happy.
I also had to explain to the doctor, and her shadow, that even though I'm "only 22" and not a doctor that I DO know what I'm talking about, and here is a list of all of the other things wrong with me, and the steps being taken to correct/manage them, and I am currently trying to get into better shape by exercising, which I am more prone to do outdoors, as there are more incentives to continue and push myself. So PLEASE GIVE ME AN INHALER SO I CAN START GETTING HEALTHY.
They were very brisk on their way out the door after handing me my prescription with several refills.
I really need a doctor. A REAL one. One I can make appointments with. One who won't argue with me when I'm right. One I can trust not to give me medications which will send me to the hospital. I think I need to move to Denmark. That would be nice.
*I do not condone, nor do I promote smoking.
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