It all started December 3rd.
My husband was wheezing so I talked him into going to the walk-in clinic. He’s not crazy about doctors and getting him to the ER during a pandemic was unthinkable. He hasn’t been sick in so long I can’t remember.
The clinic diagnosed pneumonia because of fluid in his lungs and sent him home with steroids and antibiotics for 10 days.
At day nine, I could not take it anymore. He was not getting better. I insisted we go back in.
This time they also took an EKG.
They came back in and said he needed to get to an ER ASAP. They were willing to call the ambulance.
Then the nightmare began...