There have been many times in my life where I opened mouth and inserted foot. This takes the cake. Honestly from Wed to Fri he just had a cold. Runny nose. That's it. On Sat he woke up saying he had congestion in his chest. No shortness of breath just congestion. On Sunday he started getting short of breath and had a fever. Since he has COPD I wanted to take him to the ER but he didn't want to go. He slept all day Sunday. Yesterday morning he was taking a shower and all of a sudden came into the living room saying he was dying and couldn't breathe. I immediately called 911 and they took him to the hospital and admitted him. I feel awful. I feel ashamed of myself for complaining. What's worse is that I was making it all about me and not him. Btw through all of this I have not smoked. Yes I have used the e cig at times, by no means excessive, but no cigarettes. What is encouraging is that I am not even looking for a cigarette even after a loved one tells you they are dying. I don't know what is giving me the strength but it is there.
Sorry for rambling
Huggggss Jasmine