
Yesterday I was there again. Not at Scott, but at another ER. I was amazed that the breathing treatment still popped and smoked and was just the same. No longer does a nurse give the instructions for the treatment... but a respiratory therapist. I sat there and listened and then... WHOA... it was me who needed it. The mask went on me... the smoke filled my vision and I coughed up a lung or two... but then... amazing. I could take a deep breath. Nice.
So James, hope you don't have to use that treatment routine again... I know one of your sons do. But we know it works!
It is springtime. It is PCS time. It is always time to travel ahead and even back in memories. Have you had any events that jar the routine in your life? Keep your comments coming in. We LOVE them.
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