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By Erik Rasmussen

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Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe



And to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Yes to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe


Sometimes I wonder if Eris was the right choice for me… it seems lately chaos and discord is surrounding me and growing larger every day. The chaos and discord is not between the Dragon and I, but it does affect us greatly on a daily basis.

About a week after the Dragon cut all his hair off, he went to the Doctor about a cough he couldn’‘t get rid of. Asthmatic Bronchitis was the first diagnosis, and a bunch of drugs were prescribed. But the coughing did not improve over time as expected. So another visit to the Doctor and different more powerful drugs were prescribed.

But still he was not better, so a visit was paid to the ER. Where he had xrays and other tests done. The ER doc returns to say “you have Chronic Pulmonary Obstructive Disorder (COPD) but what has us concerned is this dark mass on your rib.” Massive freak out on both our parts

This warranted a CT scan, on good Friday, which then led to more freaking out for almost a week waiting for results, only to find the dark mass was nothing.
The COPD though, really there, and on the more severe side. This all came out and to a head, the week before every single major project in all my classes were due. There has been multiple Doctors visits, a hospital stay, and my semester to finish. The idea of moving to a drier climate has been discussed a lot. Especially on days with high humidity, all the rain we have been having has not helped.

It has been very stressful on both of us. With him being out of work on a medical leave, he is only getting 60% of his pay, this does bite somewhat into our financial well being. But at least he is getting something, there are many people/couples in these same situations who are without any financial means or medical assistance and that freaks me out. One of the Dragons breathing treatments is as much as our monthly rent, for a monthly supply. If we did not have insurance, what kind of decision is that to attempt to make? We can keep a roof over our heads or you can breathe clearly and without pain and coughing. It’’s mind boggling that we still struggle under a system that cares more about the dollar then the patient.

The weird thing is we are maintaining, doing OK, worried about what the future holds but know whatever it is we will face it together.

I just had to rant and get all this off my chest. I may revisit this topic though as we walk this new path regarding his health.

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1 comment to Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe

  • That’’s most definitely some scary shit. Yes, you are so right about insurance. Be grateful, be thankful. Offer up a sacrifice to thank the gods. My mom’’s breathing, and over all health, is so bad I half-expect her to be dead every time I walk into the room. And for us, and many others, it’’s either pay the mortgage and get groceries or buy health insurance, an impossible choice.

    Anyway, I’‘m very glad you have some coverage and that you’‘re staying afloat. I wish I could visit you guys sometimes but it probably isn’‘t possible. I hope we don’‘t drift apart but if we do at least I got to sorta kinda mend broken fences from the past and have you both in my life for a little while. Take care of each other and be well.