And the visit did not disappoint

So the actual day of traveling to and from the doctor's office was painful in a traffic sucks kind of way. I am a road rage embracing fool as a rule and the drive to and fro made me want to maim something.

As for the doctor's visit.. . . .

It was a Pulminary Specialist to go along with her fabu breathing issues. She had to do one of those Breathe IN and the PUSH the air out of your lungs for all you are worth for a count of maybe 5. The poor thing looked like she was going to pass out. I of course had to photograph it to share with my sibling (for posterity, yeah that's it). Amazingly the 'Rent's breathing has not gotten as bad as we had feared, her response to her decline in lung capacity was of course, something out of the Twilight Zone. "I think it would have been better if I took my teeth out." Um, I am not sure how that all figures into her little brain but somehow it does. I did ask for clarification that she did INDEED mean that she felt her false teeth were getting in the way of her air flow, she stated unequivocally yes.

I hate being the voice of reason, but I had to gently (and yes I was gentle) remind her that while I was not trying to be cruel, that the reality is her lungs are failing. BUT on the good side, the doctor said it was very minor of a change and better than she would have expected. I hate to be the bubble burster, but reality is reality. It is very hard to watch and very hard to know that SHE knows her breathing is getting worse and will continue to do so until she can't breathe anymore. (there is nothing funny about that so please no I am not poking fun of her for that).

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  1. MavenSeptember 27, 2012 at 11:45 AM

    Just reading this now, today. The wanting to take the teeth out is an act of futility, one I'm fairly certain she realizes. Kinda like wanting to put a bandaid on a sunken chest wound. You know I can relate to this. My dad went in for a surgery to replace his mitral valve, a surgery where they projected he had a 10% chance of survival. Irony of ironies, he survived the surgery, but ultimately his lungs and kidneys gave out.

    Glad to read the doc said it was better than she would have expected. That's something at least. Status quo beats the hell out of radical (and negative) changes.

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