After two months of visiting several doctors and begging them to give me more steroids for my shortness of breath that I was convinced was asthma, I told my husband, "I still can't breathe." He answered, "what are you going to do about it?"
I decided the only way to get help was to go to the ER, but I didn't want my husband to wait in the ER for my diagnosis. I picked up the phone and dialed 911 and told them I was having a bad asthma attack. They quickly picked me up.
After a few hours of x-rays, blood work, and an EKG, the doctor told me it is NOT asthma. "It is Pulmonary edema and A-Fib." Tomorrow I have an appointment with a specialist in a nearby city to get my heart shocked for A-Fib. I only hope afterward I will no longer have shortness of breath.