Feb 2006: Pulmonary doctor visit. I was
taken on a walk to measure my Saturation while walking.
It took about 50 feet for my oxygen saturation to drop
below 89%. The nurse stopped the walk at that time. I
was told I now needed oxygen for walking and sleeping
(in other words 24/7). This was one of the darkest days
of my life. And also the day I refused to accept that
there was no cure.
The oxygen people arrived the next day with a
concentrator, 50 feet of tubing and a huge green
canister. I refused the canister and told them they
might as well dig a six-foot deep hole in my backyard
and throw me in it before I would be dragging that
atrocity back and forth to work each day.
The delivery man took it away and I started
complaining because I had been told by my doctor that I
would be receiving a Helios liquid oxygen system for
getting around. A month went by without a word from the
oxygen company.
I finally returned to my doctor and complained. When
he heard about the shabby service I received he promptly
switched his patients to another
