For some reason, allergy season hit me way harder than normal this year. Oddly enough, I haven't had the itchy, watery eyes that I normally get (I'm usually like a walking Visene commercial). Instead, this year I got something new. Total congestion and difficulty breathing. Whee.
Well, this evening I decided I'd had enough (right after I cussed hubby out for asking me why I was coughing after I'd already told him three times I couldn't breathe). So, I decided to pay a little visit to my friendly neighborhood urgent care clinic. They were friendly enough, but not exactly in my neighborhood (gee Kaiser, think you could take pity on us poor Washington County folks and not make us drive all the way to northeast Portland if we need to see someone after 5:00 on a Saturday???).
Well, the nurse practitioner took a listen and, sure enough, I was wheezing. So now, in addition to seasonal allergies, high blood pressure, high cholesterol, infertility, and PCOS, I get to have asthma, too. Wow. Can a girl get any luckier?
So, they gave me a breathing treatment and a dose of drugs while I was there. Then, $121 worth of prescriptions later (quite a feat with our prescription benefits, let me tell you), I am now the proud owner of two inhalers, two prescription allergy medicines, and a round of prednosone.
Oh well. At least I can breathe tonight!