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I ran as fast as I could through the auto at the nice receptionist for no other reason than I needed her to take me seriously “I need to see Dr Mankowski now!”

She smiled that kind but blank look commonly found with receptionists around the world and shook her head “I’m sorry Miss but this isn’t a hospital”

“Don’t you think I know that? I have an appointment today and et the doctor now or I will skin you alive with my bare hands Go!”

“I’m sorry ma’am, but—”

“Go! Now!” I wouldn’t be so rude nor under my skin

Dr Mankowski stepped out of a door with a frownhis boyishly handsome face He capped off the Steven Martin look with distressed denim under his white doctor’s coat “What’s all the commotion?”

“Your receptionist was just telling encies here and that I should find a hospital while my little boy can’t breathe”

As expected, the doctor frowned at the perky brunette as he strode over to ling to breathe

“What seems to the problem, Beau?” he said in his calm, doctor voice

Beau raised his head, sleepy blue eyes barely open “Can’t breathe, Dr Mank”

He grinned and relieved ht “Let’s take a look and see if there’s sos, wondering if this would ever end Would there ever come a time when I wouldn’t have to worry if the next breath would be his last?

I stood withon the door while the doctor listened to his lungs “Is there more I can do to stop these attacks?”

“You’re doing everything you can, Ms Vanderbilt There is no ic treatment when it co the nebulizer up between two fingers

“These things are great until they aren’t They may as well be disposable because if the batteries aren’t perfectly charged, it won’t dispense medications evenly”

A rush of fury raced through me “So today’s attack was the fault of the stupid treatment?”