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Gasping for Air, Delusional and All Alone: One Survivor’s Story

  • Shivering under two blankets in flannel pajamas and a ski cap
  • A frightening, frustrating odyssey with a happy ending

I wasn’t scared. Until I started gasping for breath.

I took deep gulps, trying desperately to get some air. When that made it feel like I was breathing fire, I knew the pathogen had gone for my asthma-weakened lungs.