A number of years ago I was walking along Lake Michigan with a friend (a fellow medical resident) when she turned to me and said, “are you wheezing? Do you have asthma?” I had always been physically active and assumed my breathlessness while walking down the trail was due to the thirty extra pounds of pizza and doughnuts I’d acquired during residency. But she was right: I was wheezing and breathless and it didn’t feel good at all. I made an appointment with one of the hospital’s lung docs who took a good history, did a physical, and ran some pulmonary function tests. And I did have asthma. And it felt much, much better when I used proper medication, a feeling confirmed by my improving lung function tests. (Not too surprisingly, the asthma got even better when I lost 40 lbs and started treatment for my acid reflux.)
I still get mild asthma symptoms from time to time, especially when I get sick, but for many others, the picture isn’t so pretty. Asthma kills at least a quarter of a million people every year around the world. If you’ve ever worked in an ER and seen a kid with a bad asthma attack, you’ve earned a healthy respect for the disease. If you’ve ever watched your own kid gasping for breath, begging you to make it better, you’ve learned to fear it.
As our understanding of asthma has improved, so has our ability to treat it (an ability that is strongly linked to a patient’s socio-economic status. Mortality has been rising despite the discovery of better treatments. Wait: let’s pull this out of the parentheses…)… Asthma deaths and hospitalizations are largely preventable, and disproportionately affect Black and Hispanic Americans. We know how to treat the disease asthma, but don’t know how to treat the people who are affected most. (more…)