The news is pretty grim.
Up until yesterday, no one had offered an evaluation of how far along C.O.P.D. in me was. Well..this guy had few words to offer.
"Bad...really, pretty bad"
That didn't help!Now understand, he was looking at info from January and the X-Rays from November. I can only imagine how things are now. (It took a few lost appointments...no gas money...no insurance on van..to finally be able to keep an appointment. Thus, the lag.)
These last few days have been really tough, as well. What was interesting, when I was in the facility I could breathe a lot easier. I had to do this 6 minute walk with a blood oxygen monitor, and my level never dropped below 91%...generally stayed around 96%. Peaked at 99%. I am thinking that maybe this part of Texas has something really bothering my lungs...allergies perhaps.
Anyhow, I have to get a copy of the report next week and pass it along for my disability appeal. And I hate that....
I avoided applying for that program for a number of years. Even had this one kinda nutty woman yell at me at Camp Scooter SouthWest because I wouldn't lie and say...." what you need to say to get the money". TRUE STORY!
I can't work. I mean even driving these last 3 days has been a problem. So I am out and about as much as I can be hoping to do some fundraising in the hopes something improves...whatever that may be.
What a disappointment! I come here to change my life after all the other medical stuff I prevailed over, only to be stunted by this. Akkk....