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so i've been walking the line for weeks now. i almost died at work thursday when my lungs ceased functioning, much to my dismay. much to the dismay of a horrified customer dialing 911. much to the dismay of my poor terrified cashier.
it all started with a really bad bout of walking pneumonia. i think the only reason they diagnosed walking into it was because my dumb ass wont stay put when i'm sick. i don't have a choice. i have to finish school, i have to go to work because as of right now i'm still the only income in this house. i don't have the option to relax and take it easy.
so the pneumonia handed me my ass. all downtime was spent asleep. it didn't really get any better with the antibiotic, but the cough syrup was fun. it made me goofy as hell and numb enough to keep pushing on, which i probably shouldn't have done looking back, but hind sight is always 20/20.
enter asthma. yaaaay asthma. i forgot how much fun it is since i've had it under control for the last 8 months. what was even more fun is that my insurance pulled a disappearing act when i really needed medication. cvs claims they had no knowledge that i was on leave for surgery so they cut my health insurance. after faxing my OFFICIAL PAPERWORK FOR A GRANTED LEAVE OF ABSENCE SIGNED BY THE HEAD OF HR they said they'd make a payment... with my february payment. on the 15th. i was very very sick as of the 20th of january and it was only getting worse, only now i couldn't afford ANY of my medication anymore. they said "just pay out of pocket and you'll get reimbursed when your insurance comes back." sure, except i don't have $2,000 just laying around. my condition just got worse and worse and no one gave a damn.
so i went to the campus doctor. they did a breathing treatment with me with a nebulizer so i could breathe again. my lungs were not happy campers and demanded a repeat performance. i couldn't afford the steroid to open up my airways nor my steroid inhaler. my boss just said "hang in there." hang in there. i'm assuming he's never been physically unable to breathe before. so that's just what i did. i hung in there, i went to work, i went to school, and i hung in there, gasping for air the whole time.
thursday was an amazing day. the computer system in the pharmacy crashed, i only had one person up front (when i used to have 2-3 but hours are cut due to the economy), and i was the only person that was able to field a call from tech support even though there were 5 people working in the pharmacy. add to this that we were ungodly busy - a near record breaking business day up front. our store is about the length of a football field. between running to the back and crawling around in the dusty wiring leading to the pharmacy computer system, running up front when my cashier panicked due to having a massive influx of customers, running to the back to field another call from tech support, running to the front to assist a customer, my lungs froze and would not breathe in or out. gasping hopelessly for air and laying on the floor i looked up at the hideous drop ceiling thinking to myself "this is it. i'm going to die on the floor of cvs for pennies over minimum wage, worked to death." a customer got me breathing again right when i thought it was over. then, in the most unreal and bizarre thing that has ever happened to me, joey showed up with an albuterol inhaler his mom had laying around at home from a respiratory infection she had a few months ago. it was nowhere near the strength i was prescribed, but it did what i needed it to do until i could afford to get my inhaler.
i really seriously thought that was the end for me. so now, after calling the union crying and someone finally helping me only after they found out i almost died on the premises, on my second medrol pack, methotrexate chaser and singulair in hand, i'm breathing again, tho very strained. deep breaths are a thing of the past, but hopefully i can get back to them, cuz i miss them.
so that's what's been going on over here. what's new with all of you?
it all started with a really bad bout of walking pneumonia. i think the only reason they diagnosed walking into it was because my dumb ass wont stay put when i'm sick. i don't have a choice. i have to finish school, i have to go to work because as of right now i'm still the only income in this house. i don't have the option to relax and take it easy.
so the pneumonia handed me my ass. all downtime was spent asleep. it didn't really get any better with the antibiotic, but the cough syrup was fun. it made me goofy as hell and numb enough to keep pushing on, which i probably shouldn't have done looking back, but hind sight is always 20/20.
enter asthma. yaaaay asthma. i forgot how much fun it is since i've had it under control for the last 8 months. what was even more fun is that my insurance pulled a disappearing act when i really needed medication. cvs claims they had no knowledge that i was on leave for surgery so they cut my health insurance. after faxing my OFFICIAL PAPERWORK FOR A GRANTED LEAVE OF ABSENCE SIGNED BY THE HEAD OF HR they said they'd make a payment... with my february payment. on the 15th. i was very very sick as of the 20th of january and it was only getting worse, only now i couldn't afford ANY of my medication anymore. they said "just pay out of pocket and you'll get reimbursed when your insurance comes back." sure, except i don't have $2,000 just laying around. my condition just got worse and worse and no one gave a damn.
so i went to the campus doctor. they did a breathing treatment with me with a nebulizer so i could breathe again. my lungs were not happy campers and demanded a repeat performance. i couldn't afford the steroid to open up my airways nor my steroid inhaler. my boss just said "hang in there." hang in there. i'm assuming he's never been physically unable to breathe before. so that's just what i did. i hung in there, i went to work, i went to school, and i hung in there, gasping for air the whole time.
thursday was an amazing day. the computer system in the pharmacy crashed, i only had one person up front (when i used to have 2-3 but hours are cut due to the economy), and i was the only person that was able to field a call from tech support even though there were 5 people working in the pharmacy. add to this that we were ungodly busy - a near record breaking business day up front. our store is about the length of a football field. between running to the back and crawling around in the dusty wiring leading to the pharmacy computer system, running up front when my cashier panicked due to having a massive influx of customers, running to the back to field another call from tech support, running to the front to assist a customer, my lungs froze and would not breathe in or out. gasping hopelessly for air and laying on the floor i looked up at the hideous drop ceiling thinking to myself "this is it. i'm going to die on the floor of cvs for pennies over minimum wage, worked to death." a customer got me breathing again right when i thought it was over. then, in the most unreal and bizarre thing that has ever happened to me, joey showed up with an albuterol inhaler his mom had laying around at home from a respiratory infection she had a few months ago. it was nowhere near the strength i was prescribed, but it did what i needed it to do until i could afford to get my inhaler.
i really seriously thought that was the end for me. so now, after calling the union crying and someone finally helping me only after they found out i almost died on the premises, on my second medrol pack, methotrexate chaser and singulair in hand, i'm breathing again, tho very strained. deep breaths are a thing of the past, but hopefully i can get back to them, cuz i miss them.
so that's what's been going on over here. what's new with all of you?
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Insane.
I'm glad you're still moving around. I say that because I can't say "I'm glad you're better." Good lord.
I have the flu and I'm short of breath, so I'm headed where you are. I get confused when I can't breathe very well, how are you managing to work? I am continually impressed by you. Not kidding.
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ironically, right before i went to work that day i felt something was very very wrong, and i told joey that my dying wish was that he sues the living fuck out of the company and takes care of himself, niklas and my father with the damages. (to which of course he replied that he'd rather be poor and have me alive, lol).
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I honestly and wholeheartedly wish there was something I could do. The best i got is maybe some eucalyptus bath salts.
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