I Ran out of Las Vegas for my life's breath!

I was enjoying Las Vegas tremendously.  I had a neat apartment.  Everything was fine.  For nearly a year.

Then, the heat of this past summer arrived.  At first, I had only a minor rash under my arms.  Then, it spread like wildfire throughout my arms and legs and back.  I bought calamine lotion to spray to alleviate, though it didn't help.

Then, came the difficult-to-breathe encounters I experienced. The final one was the moment before I got my duffel bag out and filled it with temporary provisions.  I tell you, it was as if my lungs would not accept any air because they were blocked.  It came and it went, so between times I did breathe.  I left immediately in a state of fear.

It is true, I was not using air conditioning because of the expense involved, but I had bought a fan to help circulate the air.  At the end, just before leaving early in the morning when the air was fresh and cooler, I was able to breath and to get the air into my body.

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aftermath:

1.  On Greyhound, I got talking to a man who said he was an occasional chef in Vegas.  He confessed that he could not work summers in Vegas because the air was too oppressive for him.

2.  People here in El Paso know of the problem in Vegas.  These people explained to me that only some people are affected--and, I think it is true--and generally, they must stay in Vegas awhile before the high pressure or whatever it is that attacks the lungs makes it dangerous to try to breathe there.

3.  Needless to say, the heat rash has gone away and I don't have any problem breathing, less more than one so life-threatening as I experienced in Vegas.

Why don't they tell people, especially older seniors not to live there?

4.  I saw a movie on HBO last night--Leaving Las Vegas--intimating that drunks go to Gegas, and they leave.  But there's more important reasons for leaving than just one's own inclinations and whims.  How about one's being able to stay alive?

Have people died in Vegas because they didn't read the signs in themselves of not being able to breathe; of their body being overwhelmed with rash and discomforture?  Maybe, some being too drunk to realize?