I'm not going to say "Don't worry" because I want to smack people that say that to me. Duh, why didn't I think of not worrying?

Once you've had some time to absorb all of this, you will of course see that there is no shame or guilt in having the disease, in "failing" to respond to treatment, in having an exacerbation. NOR is there anything wrong with occasionally kicking the wall (please don't kick the cat) and venting. This is a good place to vent.

Give yourself a little time. Sometimes change is for the worse, but we adapt nevertheless.

You have my empathy and my prayers, but you are NOT getting my Polly-O's. (Bob, lock the refrigferator)