premise: This morning when I woke up , my asthma was sooo fucking bad , I was about ready to tell my mom to take me to the hospital ... I hate the hospital . I despise the hospital . The only useful thing they do there is give me a breathing treatment , but then usually make me do a whole bunch of other shit like strep cultures and blood samples and stuff like that , which is completely useless considering I have asthma . What might be different if the narrator did n't have asthma ?
hypothesis: They would have to go to the hospital