Hubby's internist has diagnosed him with COPD since he has been an X-smoker for over a decade, but he had smoked for decades, and his oxygen levels now are low... the last a mere 93. He had been given three medications weeks ago for that diagnosis...None have worked!
He did have the beginnings of lung cancer last summer, but with five radiation zaps, it was declared gone!
His RBC is quite low probably due to the entire radiation treatment he did receive, 28 more zaps for his prostate cancer that zapped him into remission too!
For that treatment, he was finished on December 1st, this past one.
Let's examine the facts ... Hubby quit smoking over ten years ago, and he had the beginnings of lung cancer that is now gone... from all the treatments with radiation, 33 in all, his RBC, took a deep hit...
What do red blood cells do?"Anemia is a problem of not having enough healthy red blood cells or hemoglobin to carry oxygen to the body's tissues. Hemoglobin is a protein found in red cells that carries oxygen from the lungs to all other organs in the body. Having anemia can cause tiredness, weakness, and shortness of breath."
Anemia - Symptoms and causes - Mayo Clinic
Hubby is anemic according to his bloodwork, very low RBC taken three days ago and suffers from all those symptoms above.
What does COPD do?
"Chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD) is a chronic inflammatory lung disease that causes obstructed airflow from the lungs. Symptoms include breathing difficulty, cough, mucus (sputum) production, and wheezing. It's typically caused by long-term exposure to irritating gases or particulate matter, most often from cigarette smoke. People with COPD are at increased risk of developing heart disease, lung cancer, and a variety of other conditions."
COPD - Symptoms and causes - Mayo Clinic
Hubby has had mucus due to a long-standing allergy since he was a child; his Mom had the same issue, and no wheezing! His heart and lungs test normal!
Closely they can resemble each other...
So he will be going to my new pulmonologist once we set up that appointment.
I see him next week for my six-month check-up.
I have mild allergic asthma and sleep Apnea that he treats.
The same practice where Hubby's internist is, also diagnosed me with COPD years ago and the pulmonologist said no, I did not have it only mild allergic asthma and sleep Apnea were the correct diagnoses, and my lungs with treatment for that mild asthma when x-rayed are clear!
That is why I questioned the dx, especially when the prescribed medication has not been working for him!
Stay tuned to find out what the actual diagnosis is!
Let me introduce you to the crew...
I am called Aussie because my mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl looking at me in the crate I was in at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. Mom asked her age, but not her name... ha! And without hesitation, the teenager had said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never found out the girl's name; mom liked Aussie too. Since then, we have discovered that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even say unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. And here is an interesting factoid about me: I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! I am a standard Australian Shepherd! Although I am now six years old, I am the baby, though I am the largest of the fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am just right, ha!
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken- out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter.
Above is my PIC, taken on the birthday I share with my dad, but dad is much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, on February 16, 2018, on Dad's brother's birthday.
I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog it had been said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted 8/18/18 on clear out the shelters day!
My record called me Belle, so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!
Hey, wait! Please don't forget me! I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am nine years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps late with Dad, till after seven most days, even later sometimes!
I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays, too! I was the last to be adopted on January 23, 2020.
I had been wandering the neighborhood for days, and then I saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there...
The animal control lady had been called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason is that if no one claimed me, "I want to give him a second chance!" So that is how I got the name Chance!
The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening.
Easy as Aussie, Bella, and Chance, now you got it! In order of adoption!
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