I was taken to hospital last week…

Last Wednesday morning I used my nebuliser and afterwards my throat was full of liquid that I am unable to cough up. I dialled 111 (a useless service) and an ambulance came for me.

I spent six hours in A&E, which I could only tolerate because I took 2 tablets that I take at night.

The doctor was wonderful. She had never seen such a complex medical situation. She was kind, nebulised me with saline and recommended a med which breaks down the secretions in the lungs.

My new meds arrived this morning. It was lovely to nebulise without having a dry mouth afterwards. The tablets will take more time to see the effect.

I hated being in the ED. It is so hostile to my neurological disease.


By Chrisssie Morris Brady

I've read poetry since I was nine and have written creatively since I was fourteen (probably long before that). After writing book reviews and social comment, I decided I wanted to write poetry. I have no formal training, but I surround myself with poets and their writing. I am honing my craft.
I have two published collections which I don't feel good about, but have been published by and other publications. I live on the south coast of England with my daughter. I am seriously ill.

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