Astoundingly, I was given the wrong prescription (yet another locum-) AGAIN, despite a long explanation...It's two weeks since I've had a proper 'preventer' inhaler. I'll have to just use the thing I've been given, now, until they get it sorted out. I'm really losing all faith in the NHS, which is scary.
R Next Door had a screaming panic attack in the lift, as she thought the Bad Dog from the sixth floor was attacking, again. It was fairly alarming. I do what I can, but I'm nuts myself, there's not much I can do, except try to reassure her. She has another doctor's appointment next week, but they don't seem to have much idea of what's going on with her. Waddya gonna do?