So it just happened to be one of those rough days. It was one of those days that I was having a tough time breathing. I had had several breathing treatments that weren't really helping and neither were my inhalers. During planning I had to meet with Leigh Ann to talk about my evaluation lesson. It was impossible to hide my shortness of breath because I couldn't even speak in complete sentence. She was very concerned and finally insisted that I go home and call the doctor. The big problem with that was that I didn't know who to call. I felt like Dr. Myers didn't care, Dr. Greisner didn't know what to do with me anymore, and I neither did Dr. Foxx.
As I was leaving, Debbie met me in the parking lot. She was very concerned and could tell that I was just done. We tried to call a few of my doctors with no luck. The receptionist at Dr. Thompson's office completely blew me off on the phone. Finally, she called her brother-in-law, a doctor at UK. He was able to work me in that afternoon. Debbie offered to pick me up at my house in an hour.
Dr. Caudill listened to my history and promised enthusistically to work with my doctors from National Jewish to help me. He said his specialty was coordinating multiple doctors for patients and keeping everything in order so that nothing contradicts. He ordered a chest x-ray and labs that day and started antibiotics. He seemed like a dream come true! He even wanted to schedule a follow-up appointment to make sure the antibiotics had worked and I was feeling better! I felt like a huge load had been lifted from my shoulders. Now I could focus on feeling better and getting back to work!
