Bronchitis doesn’t have to be just irritating cough that lasts for a few days, it often calls for medical intervention. Here’s why you should consider a medical visit:
1. Rule Out Other Conditions: Condition such as coughing and chest congestion can be related other ailments. A doctor can separate bronchitis from other diseases such as the flu or pneumonia, for instance.
2. Get a Proper Diagnosis: Diagnosis helps to make the correct treatment to be given to a patient and exclude unnecessary drugs.
3. Receive Appropriate Treatment: Your doctor may prescribe medicine or recommend ways on how to improve with regards to treatment and healing process.
4. Prevent Complications: Bronchitis if left untreated, can cause a more serious illness such as pneumonia or can exacerbate other ailments relating to the respiratory system.
5. Ease Symptoms: Such conditions often cause chronic symptoms thus getting professional care ensures that the symptoms are kept under control and one’s quality of life is enhanced.
6. Prevent the Spread of Infection: You can reach the doctor, who will be able to guide you through the proper treatment of the infection without passing it on to other people.
7. Get Peace of Mind: The awareness that one’s condition is well looked after may help remove some concern by reducing the levels of stress.
8. Ensure Your Health: Well, a check-up even when you feel perfectly fine will help know you are not a carrier of the infection.
9. Learn More About Your Condition: Knowledge about bronchitis makes one make the right decision for better health.
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Jessie's first thought when the news first broke a little over six months ago certainly wasn't that she would be in this position. She’d be lying though, if she said that this exact moment was not the second thought on her mind when she saw the newscast of the outbreak. Her first thought, of course, was the same as everyone else’s – what the actual fuck? And then her second thought was this: I have to find more insulin.
Ever since, she’s been thinking that exact thought over and over. Daily. I have to find more insulin.
She had called the pharmacy first. After waiting on hold for what seemed like an inordinate amount of time, she learned that she was not the only person having a similar fear. The pharmacy technician tried to reassure her that they would stay open as long as possible and supply whatever drugs they had on hand to the patients with long standing prescriptions on file with their facility. But Jessie was not an idiot. They would run out and quickly. Several calls later, she had learned that finding additional insulin was going to become near impossible. Her endocrinologist was giving out whatever samples she had and Jessie was welcome to some if she could make it to the office before some of the other patients. The big-name pharmacies and the manufacturers were handing out samples as well if she could make it there with medical records proving her diabetic status, but some of those places were days away.
So she had devised a plan. She would head to the grocery store first. It was located in a shopping center only two blocks from her house that also contained a vitamin shop. She would grab a little food, sure, but her main goal was the nutrition aisle. When she got there, it was a mad house. A sad little clerk stood confused in the center of the closed down checkout area pointlessly telling anyone who would listen to leave some things for other people. Jessie wasn’t sure why the overly stressed teenage boy was even trying. There were several people on the aisle she needed, but it wasn’t the swarm that some of the other aisles had. She had found an empty hand basket and grabbed as much as she could: Niacin, Vitamin E, Chromium, Glucose. On her way out she had been able to get some canned vegetables, but there wasn’t much else. The vitamin shop was only slightly less crowded, but got some things there also.
After dropping off her treasures in her apartment, she got into her car and drove to the pharmacy and then to the endocrinologist’s office. She had been able to get enough insulin to last about three months. She hoped her electricity would last that long. It didn’t. A week. It had lasted a week.
She packed up her car with her priceless possessions - food, a couple changes of clothes, her medication stash, a pillow and blanket, and a few photographs. If she couldn’t stay home, she’d go north. At least with summer coming, the temperatures would be milder and she may just last longer.
The gas in her car had lasted about 400 miles. She couldn’t see how she was going to get more since every gas station she had passed was dry. She had found an old shopping cart, loaded her things into it and started walking. Her doctor had always encouraged her to get more exercise, although she was sure this wasn’t what she meant.
She stuck to the populated roads. It would take longer sure, but there were more places to stop and more supplies to raid. At first, she saw quite a few people, but after a few weeks, there were fewer and fewer people to meet. She found random items here and there, a pocket knife and a tent, for example, but her main goal was insulin.
I have to find more insulin.
Day 192. I am having trouble catching my breath today. Insulin ran out four days ago. My legs don’t want to work as well and my feet hurt from all the walking. I almost didn’t break down my tent and stayed in my sleeping bag. I haven’t seen anyone or anything for a week. Just the trees. The road signs say that there is a town ahead. Maybe I can find a clinic to restock.
Day 194. My mouth feels like it’s full of cotton. My fingers and toes have swollen and I had trouble getting my boots on. Still no insulin. Still no town. Only the trees. My head is pounding and I started dry heaving. I feel hot all over even though the breezes are almost icy.
Day 195. I found the town. It’s so quiet. Like a ghost town in the old west. I found an urgent care and thankfully, it was open. The medicine stores are empty. It’s cooler in here though, so I’m going to stay a while. My legs hurt so bad. My toes are turning purple from my boots. My head feels like it’s going to explode and every muscle in my body is screaming. I just want to sleep. I’m so tired. And thirsty. And tired. Did I say tired already? I’m also very tired. I'm just going to rest my eyes for a few minutes. I need to find more Insulin.
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