One of my worst attacks happened on my way over to America. Was changing flighs at AL, missed my connecting flight as was bathroom bound for NINE hours. Desperate. Was very sick for a whole week - NSAIDs... Refuse to take em now.
Then the other attacks were Pred and that, eeek, SFZ. Oh man, was I ill. Prefer the condition to the so-called 'management' thanks!
