When I got back to my home area, I made appointments with my physicians. The pulmonologist that had been following my asthma over the past few years expressed her shock at how bad my sinus infection was. The allergies that had begun to act up in Florida had taken over my facial sinuses in New Hampshire and had all become infected. I had a condition called "pansinusitis" and she prescribed antibiotics and prednisone.

When I went to pick up the prescription, the gal at the counter threw away the warning. I went back into my van and took my first dose, hoping to start to breathe better.

That night I endured vomiting that wouldn't end. I had never been sick to my stomach to the violent point that happened that night. I assumed it to be food poisoning and cursed the packaged salad that had been my dinner the previous night. After taking the antibiotic longer, I was horrified to learn that its effects were far more wicked than a night spent vomiting in the van.

I experience after-effects from that medication to this day.

Maggie Slighte

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