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"What haunts me the most after my father passed away from COPD is that, for a long time, my father had been coughing, coughing up phlegm, gasping for breath, and struggling to breathe right in front of our entire family, yet none of us truly understood how dangerous those symptoms and that disease were." - Mithila Rehnuma recounts the story with deep sorrow.
I can no longer remember when my father started coughing so much or how his symptoms began to get worse.
But I still remember that day vividly, October 8, 2018, when my father suddenly experienced severe shortness of breath. His face turned purple because he couldn't get enough air, his chest heaved continuously, and he tried with all his might to breathe in but still couldn't speak a complete sentence. I was terrified, and together with my family, I rushed him to the emergency room, with only one thought in my mind: Please, let nothing happen to my father.
The doctors immediately took my father into the emergency room. I only had time to see the medical staff put an oxygen mask on him and continuously monitor him to manage his condition.
Everything happened so quickly. My heart was burning with anxiety, and all I could do was keep praying to God, hoping that my father would be okay.
A little while later, the doctor called our family in to discuss his condition. He explained that my father's condition was extremely serious: his SpO2 had dropped to just 78%, and his carbon dioxide levels were elevated, causing him to develop acute respiratory failure. The doctor determined that my father was experiencing a severe acute exacerbation of COPD. He needed to be hospitalized for respiratory support and close monitoring because his condition could continue to deteriorate. Then the doctor placed my father's old medical records in front of me, along with two X-ray films side by side, showing us how severely his lungs had deteriorated. The doctor asked why our family had not brought my father back for follow-up appointments, why he had not returned to get more medication, why he had not listened to the advice to quit smoking, and why he had not taken his medication as prescribed...
I was completely stunned as I heard those questions. I turned to look at my mother, and she had the same expression on her face as I did. And I also realized one thing.
My father had been suffering from COPD for a long time, for at least one year according to his medical records, but no one in our family knew about it.
He had hidden his condition from the entire family. He had completely ignored the doctor's warnings.
I remembered that, over the past year, my father had continued smoking regularly.
He continued working as a carpenter, being exposed to wood dust every day and constantly inhaling chemicals from paint, glue, solvents, and other substances. These things gradually accumulated in my father's lungs until this very day.
It was only when the doctor told us that we learned how my father's habits and occupation had affected his health. The doctors tried to treat my father with medication, respiratory support, and close monitoring for complications. But his condition was too severe.
His respiratory function had deteriorated severely, and the accompanying cardiovascular complications made his condition even more complicated. His health continued to weaken. Despite the doctors' efforts to save him, his condition could no longer be reversed. Then the day I feared the most finally came. After a month of intensive treatment, my father passed away, leaving us behind.
Every time I remember that day, the pain is still unbearable. Just a few months earlier, my father had still been going to work, still smoking, still talking and laughing with our family. The sound of his coughing still echoed throughout our home.
No one in my family ever thought that the time we took my father to the hospital would be the last time we would be by his side.
That thought continues to haunt me. I keep being consumed by regret and remorse: If only I had paid more attention to my father's health sooner, if only I had realized that those persistent coughing fits were not just an ordinary cough, would things have turned out differently?
I never want to go through that feeling again.
So I began paying more attention to my own health, my family's health, and the health of the people around me.Then I suddenly realized that my husband also smoked heavily, and recently, he had started coughing more frequently. He sometimes complained of coughing up phlegm, occasionally experienced shortness of breath, and became easily exhausted while working.
This time, I didn't hesitate. I took him to see a doctor immediately.
Fortunately, he was only showing signs of COPD, and the doctor said that as long as he took medication, attended regular follow-up appointments, quit smoking, avoided secondhand smoke, and stayed away from sources of smoke and dust, he would be fine.
I trusted that advice and strictly monitored his efforts to quit smoking. I also made sure he took his prescribed medication and changed some of his daily habits.
I thought that as long as he took the prescribed medication, quit smoking, and changed his lifestyle, everything would get better. But then I realized that his coughing showed no signs of improving. He was still exhausted while working and continued to complain of frequent shortness of breath. Most recently, I noticed that he had to stop and rest while climbing the stairs.
Whenever I looked at him, my heart burned with anxiety. Every time he coughed, the feeling of helplessness I had experienced outside my father's hospital room came rushing back.
I threw myself into researching everything I could about COPD, everything I could learn and read. I studied medical articles on respiratory health, research on lung cells, and the biological plaques that cling tightly to the inside of the bronchi.
And I realized something, something the doctor had never told me: quitting smoking, changing lifestyle habits, and taking medication according to the doctor's treatment plan could only prevent new harmful substances from entering the body. But these measures could not remove the biofilm layer of mucus or regenerate severely damaged lung tissue cells from within.
Ordinary products only relieve coughing on the surface. They cannot penetrate deeply enough to break down biofilms and nourish lung tissue from the root. That was why my husband's condition showed no improvement, even though he had quit smoking, followed a strict diet, taken medication, and attended regular follow-up appointments.
Because we were only treating the symptoms while forgetting the root cause. I continued searching for a real solution, one that had to meet four criteria:
It had to break down and dissolve old mucus buildup. It had to repair and regenerate damaged air sacs at risk of developing scar tissue. It had to restore the respiratory immune system, helping the lungs fight bacteria, cigarette smoke, and fine dust particles. And it had to be easily absorbed so that older adults or people with weak lungs could absorb it readily without causing stomach discomfort.
And I found a specialized formula for the lungs: LungBoost Colostrum Milk.
The product combines colostrum imported from the United States, Lactoferrin, Nano Curcumin, and precious herbs that support lung health. It contains no lactose and is extremely gentle on the stomach.
I immediately ordered it for my husband.
He drank two glasses every day, regularly, in the morning and evening.
And then, a miracle happened:
After 7 days: He said he felt as though the thick patches of mucus stuck in his chest were breaking apart, and it had been a long time since he had been able to breathe in and out so comfortably.
After 4 weeks: I personally noticed that his nighttime coughing had almost completely disappeared, and the wheezing was no longer present. His SpO2 readings at his follow-up appointment reached 98%, a number that made us incredibly happy.
After 10 weeks: We went for another checkup, and the doctor looked at us in disbelief. The cloudy areas in his lungs had decreased by 80%, and his airways were clear!
I couldn't hold back my tears of joy, and at that moment, I knew I would never have to go through that same heartbreaking pain again.
I still carry the pain of losing my father, and I still regret not paying attention to his health sooner.
But I also feel fortunate that this time, I was able to save my husband's health.
I want to share this story with the center in the hope that more people who are neglecting their health will start paying attention to their own well-being and that of those around them. Otherwise, the pain and suffering caused by illness may leave you with lifelong regret.
The story of Mithila Rehnuma conveys a very practical and important message. She lost her father, but she was able to save her husband.
Now, patients with lung conditions no longer need to worry, as there is a nutritional solution from the United States that can treat chronic lung diseases.