A few weeks ago, I developed a cough. I went to the doctor, they checked everything out and sent me home. But I wasn’t getting better. I started to worry when the cough got really bad and I was having a hard time breathing.
I called my son, who told me if it didn’t get better, to go to the emergency room. By three in the afternoon, I was still having trouble breathing, so I took a cab from my home in a retirement community to the emergency room.
As with most emergency rooms, the waiting room was pretty full. I checked in, waited my turn and was finally called in. Continue reading ““You don’t look like you have Alzheimer’s disease”” »
