I’ve been puttering along thinking I just might live like this for years…slight increase in O2, decrease in activity. Then Sunday night (around 10PM) I went into my bathroom to get some pills, fell to the floor (Hypoxia?). Got into bed and could not maintain my spo2 sats. About 4AM in a panic I called for my brother to call an ambulance. I really thought I was dying. At the hospital I was given steroids, 15L forced heated O2. My CT scan was a white sheet..ground glass opacities. The Doc said I would not leave the hospital alive. But the steroids did their magic and I am home on 1.5 L. while at rest. Need a bit more for walking. The Doc (who is wonderful) reduced the prednisone to 60mgm a day today. We will see how it goes. How Manny of these cliffs I will fall over we shall see.
On 2nd thought I don’t think I should have held off for all those hours. Also probably explained to my brother that I haven’t found a rescue inhaler effective. Boy the had a hard time with the 911 operator.
AND the care at the hospital was fabulous.