Inconclusive. Again.
Mere weeks before I was moving to Ottawa, I was sent for pulmonary function testing because the allergist was checking for asthma. At the time, the results were inconclusive, which meant that I would need to follow up with a methacholine test, but they couldn't schedule an appointment before I left Vancouver, so the investigation ended there. It had to, as I didn't have a doctor here in Ottawa for the first couple of years, and this isn't something you want to be doing through a walk-in clinic. However, the suspected asthma has reared its ugly head again, and it's no surprise as I'm plagued with allergies and live in a valley where the air doesn't move much. I went to see my doctor about it, and he got me an appointment for testing, which I attended today.
I spent nearly an hour variously forcing air through a mouthpiece, panting, and inhaling deep. No wonder I was starting to feel like I was hyperventilating...I *was* hyperventilating. And by the time it was all said and done, there was a 7% variation between my normal patterns and post-ventolin patterns. Inconclusive.
Again.
This time, I have a firm date for the next test, the methacholine challenge, and I'll finally know one way or the other.
Stronger lungs...
...Wish you were here.
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