I was diagnosed with COPD in 2004. I, too, was thrown for a loop when I got my results. I'd been more short of breath and on a hot summer day, I had my neighbor lady take me to the ER. They did the routine bloodwork, chest X-ray, EKG, and a breathing treatment. After the results came back, they informed me of my COPD and emphysema. I was four months short of my 50th birthday. I thought, "why do I have COPD" when I'm not even 50. I smoked for over 33 years. Besides that, I have Alpha 1 deficiency, also known as antitrypsin deficiency. That and the smoking was most likely the cause of my lung issues. I did well with my breathing and shortness of breath for about 10 years. Then I planned my daughter's wedding, and I was under a lot of stress. So I began having more exacerbations into the fall and winter. I had turned 60 in October, and I was eligible to retire from my current job and so that is what I did. I was sick so much of the time throughout that fall and winter, I felt that it was best. I worked in a mental health facility, and I was always around the patients and the care workers, so it would be difficult to avoid any strains of illness. I managed my COPD once I retired, and did quite well, having to use oxygen at night, getting a portable oxygen unit to use during activities or traveling, and the non invasive in home ventilator that I wore at night with my oxygen. So in 2024, another ten years later, I was quite ill throughout the last part of fall and into the winter. As our winter was horribly cold, and there was much sickness, I ended up in the hospital for 3 days with pneumonia. It really hit me. After returning home, I was very weak, fatigued, had lost over 10 pounds. I qualified for in home health care with nursing, OT and PT. Thank God, my nursing staff was a Godsend, and the therapists, as well, helped keep me going. However, my lungs wouldn't heal. I still had the congestion and wasn't able to expel it. I was on steroids, and I was on antibiotics, different cough syrups. I also was diagnosed with sepsis in the hospital, and I was having bouts of diarrhea. I thought I was going to die. So I was in hospital from 12/2 to 12/4 and then discharged. I would get better and then I'd get a setback. I couldn't get rid of the congestion. I went to my pulmonologist and said that I needed to not be on the antibiotics anymore, as I'd become immune to them. She had me on a prednisone regimen for 10 days. Long story short, with the help of the incentive spirometer, and my acapella (breathing device) I finally was able to get rid of the nasty phlegm and get my energy back. I was released from home health care in March. What a long winter it was. Now, half way through April, I feel almost back to normal. I mean normal to the way I've coped with the COPD over the past 20 years. I'm so grateful to be able to do what I can do. I can't do a lot of housework, pushing a vacuum, using my arms to scrub and clean my shower/bath. But I can cook with breaks, run the dishwasher. And I consider myself lucky to have a husband who helps, and four wonderful sisters who help with my housework. After coming home from hospital, I was so weak to take a shower, and once I did, I had to wear my 02 and use my shower chair. I felt so helpless. My sisters washed my hair for me a couple of times. Just this past week, I was able to take a shower without my chair, with no oxygen in the shower, and wash and condition my hair. What a great feeling it was. Do all you can do, and if you can't do it, keep trying. If you need help, ask for it. Think positive thoughts, and do what you love doing and be around supportive family and friends who you love. The best to you. I just turned 70 on October 10, and I was so depressed before that birthday, I didn't even get together my family, except my daughter, husband and son-in-law. Now that I'm feeling healthier, I am so happy to spend time with all my friends and family and grateful to be alive. Keep the faith & God bless you!! We're all in this together. Say prayers and they will be answered. Happy Easter!!