I was 36 and 7 months pregnant with my last child. It was March and I had just dropped off my oldest son for baseball practice. Walking back to my car, I couldn't catch my breath. It continued to get worse. My husband took me to the emergency room and they told me I had asthma. They told me it was probably pregnancy-induced and after I had my baby it would probably go away.
It didn't. I struggled for a year; using rescue inhalers like they were going out of style until I got to the point where they were ineffective. On my 38th birthday, during my baby's first birthday party, I could barely breathe by the end of the night. My husband rushed me to the emergency room and by the time we got there, I was collapsed in the front seat. I ended up on a ventilator for 6 days. My total stay in the hospital was 2 weeks. My family didn't think I would survive.
Obviously I did, but I became pretty educated about asthma after that. Asthma is not the worst thing to live with, but it should definitely be taken seriously! I never realized that a person could die from an asthma attack. My asthma is very well controlled now and has been for years. But I know the signs of a flare up and I always take immediate action.