"My high school softball coach got mad at us because we weren’t having the best practice. ... I have mild asthma that can usually be controlled without medication and hadn’t had an attack in several years, so I didn’t have an inhaler. Usually, when my chest would tighten badly, I stopped running and did slow breathing exercises. ... When I tried to explain to my coach that I couldn’t catch my breath, and my chest felt like it was closing on me, she basically said to keep running, or the whole team would suffer. I ignored her, and stood off to the side to try and catch my breath, all while she was yelling at me to get back to my sprints. The assistant coach took one look at me, and said, 'She needs to stop; she's turning purple.' The head coach got pissed, and said, 'Get off the field and go home.' So I walked the three blocks to my house coughing and wheezing horribly...

"...When I got home, my mom took me to the ER where I had to get an emergency breathing treatment for bronchial spasms. The doctor said I was dangerously close to having a full-blown attack. The next day, when I brought a doctor's note to my coach saying I couldn’t run and had to sit out of practice for a day, she rolled her eyes at me and said I was just being dramatic. Seriously, she was the worst coach I ever had."


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