What does it mean to be my friend, to love and care for me? I’m going one step deeper with this one. What does it mean to be my friend, me being a person with Cystic Fibrosis. I’m not going to “beat a dead horse” on this subject but it has been on my heart with all that’s been going on with me. (more…)
CF Happens
Sometimes in life CF (Cystic Fibrosis) happens…pun intended
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I was paroled from lock up on Monday the 7th after 12 long days. It seems that every time I’m on the ride back home from the hospital that I notice all sorts of new things along the way. This time it was road construction. The Smokey Mountains are never a new view to me but the drive from the hospital to our house has one of the best views of the mountains and I am always in awe of them. Never fails, it’s my favorite drive with the best view. It’s home to me. (more…)
CF Happens 