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Miracle

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By peanut

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My experience with COPD was over ten years ago with a wonderful guy I met in west Texas. At that time he was diagnosed with asthma. When I would hear him cough I knew in my heart it was something greater.

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Eventually we ended up in Amarillo and he had a pulmonary stroke. I grabbed hoses and started the wall oxygen. I was a nurse many moons ago and I couldn't stand the standing around staring.

When he was finally diagnosed he was already stage 4....I can say we lived a very happy life, he rode an ole school pan head and I enjoyed every moment. As time flew he began to get increasingly worse. I have done rescue breathing and this last time CPR.

Now he is bed-bound and has chosen to rest in peace here at home with me. I get so emotional and I try not to but I just can't separate myself from him and being a nurse. As of today he is now in the air hungry moment so my question to anyone out there what else will he have to endure before he passes?

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