Well, hopefully our good days began again this week when Rocky visited the pulmonologist who had turned him over to a Nurse Practitioner. I'm telling you, that NP and her nurses gave Rocky the best COPD exam he's ever had in that office. What is it with doctors these days? This is not the first time we've found the NP to be more knowledgeable and thorough than the MD.
Anyway, Rocky got some clarity about his meds and which ones are safe to take together. They also wrote him a prescription for a portable oxygen concentrator and a wheelchair. Neither one of these are necessary if he stays home, but if we want to travel even for one overnight, they are necessary.
However, we've talked it over and Rocky thinks that a wheelchair may be premature, and he could be o.k. with one of the walkers that has a seat so he could sit down if he needed to. I think all of this will make his (and my) quality of life waaaay better.
So, thank you, mourning dove!
