Chapter 481 Big Girls Don't Cry:>12

• I was trying to be detached and professional, trying to maintain a calm 'bedside' manner, but I couldn't do it; this wasn't a relatively anonymous patient, it was my dad, he was being eaten away inside, and there was nothing I could do to stop it, slow it, or bring him back. I glanced up at Lena, trying to wear my 'doctor' face, but she knew me too well, and her face paled as she saw what I'd found for myself. Mum handed me his relief medication, I checked the label, it was Salbutamol, a short-acting Beta-Agonist usually used for COPD, and obviously it wasn't having too much effect, which worried me even more, so I gave dad the inhaler from my bag and asked him to give it three good long breaths.
• "What is this, son?" he asked.
• "It's Formeterol, it's a long-acting bronchodilator, it'll taste foul, but it will help relax your lungs and make breathing a little easier. Three good breaths, now, as deep as you can!"