I've been struggling with what I thought was a cold for about 3 weeks. Had been to doc twice already, had medicine, and had my good and bad days. Today I had a 3 hour road trip to a business location, and on the way there became very ill. Could hardly breathe. Got to my location and drove straight to ER. Ended up I was a real medical emergency with acute pulmonary edema. I was slowly suffocating.
Anyway, I usually underdress a bit. Favorite panties are Cacique in pink and white, but I have quite a collection of seasonal, stripes, themes, etc. too. Maybe a cami and almost always painted toe nails. Today, though, I hit the road in full on drab. I am in the closet and want to stay there. Worked to my favor as I ended up stripped and in one of those tasteless hospital gowns. Four shots to the rear, oxygen, breathing treatments and 6 hours of outpatient bed time along with a parade of nurse poking and prodding and i was released. Still feeling the effects, but better.
Anyway, it was all so surreal. Still processing.