Diagnosed With EmphysemaI'm writing this from my hospital room, my husband bought my lap top up here so I wouldn't miss out on my friends, he's soo sweet!
Last night (Thurs night) I was having pains in my chest and I couldn't breathe, my lungs burned as I tried to breathe, I just got done smoking then. I didn't feel to good so I went to bed and woke up crying because I really couldn't breathe then, my husband called an ambulance to come get me. I am soo not in love with the hospital, I was not happy.
I have been through hell and back with these tests and sadly I was diagnosed with stage 3 emphysema and the doctor said I have to quit smoking or I will die. So I am going to start therapy to quit smoking, maybe it will work for me, I have high hopes it will.
I have been battling bronchitis off and on for a year now, since September 2011. Since my collapsed lung in May I have been very afraid of dying alone. Even though I am married and I have a huge family and it is still growing, (my sister is pregnant!) I am still worried that I will die alone. I don't want to be by myself when I die. I also can't bare to think of leaving my family.
I think all the time what would have happened if I never started, how could it have been, I would be in much better health. I love my children soo much, I don't even think they can imagine how much I love them and it makes me cry thinking how much I have hurt them with my smoking. I wish I never started.