I keep one in my backpack for if I'm biking somewhere; I keep another by my bed (which is the one I'd hit when I got the peak flow reading of 275), but I hadn't had the brain to throw one into my purse before we left for the doctor. (Which turned into 3 hours at Urgent Care, and yes, they even saw us promptly at the beginning of said 3 hours.)

I'm lucky--when the coughing got really bad, and because I'd previously had what they called exercise-induced asthma, my parents took me to an asthma doctor who went, "...This is classic cough variant, and no, she's not wheezing, but she's not breathing, either." So it doesn't bug me that I don't wheeze--a medical professional flat out told me not to worry about that lack of symptomology.

My roommate(s) are awesome. No one was actually going to let me go to Urgent Care by myself, much less deal with a doctor on my own.