Today is a happy day because we get to celebrate me, of course! Yes, I LOVE getting older because it means I kicked CFs butt for another year. On the flip side it is hard day without my mom here. I thought after last year this year would be easier. Considering I was in the hospital last year and it was the first one without mom here. I have been doing nothing but crying most of the day thinking about mom. She would call me at 3:05pm, the time I was born, on my birthday every year. There were some years that she couldn’t wait that long and would call in the morning and then call back at 3:05pm. I miss that phone call of her singing happy birthday to me. We were VERY close. I had plans to surprise her on her birthday last year in April but obviously that didn’t happen. Continue reading
I thought I would share a little history about Cystic Fibrosis so you can see where it all began. Well, I mean that metaphorically.
In 1936: A Swiss pediatrician first named the disease. He referred to it as cystic fibrosis with Bronchiectasis. A scientist from Columbia University first developed a complete profile and description of cystic fibrosis symptoms.
In 1938: Dr. Dorothy Andersen described the characteristic cystic fibrosis of the pancreas, correlating it with the lung and intestinal disease prominent in CF, but this was not yet much help with treatment.
Today is my 34th birthday!!!! Not all women are proud to say their age or to say they like getting older. I am a rare breed in that sense. When you throw CF in the mix, getting older is always a blessing. When I was born the life expectancy was around 12 years old. It is now 37.5 years old. It is creeping up there as am I. I am thankful for every year that I have. I am actually looking forward to turning 40 but now I have to wait 6 years…haha.
The holidays are always so busy with family and going here and there. Throw in a few divorces and you multiply the number of stops. Look at my bonus kids for instance. They have 2 sides with their parents, that’s a given. When you add in my side you have my parents who are divorced therefore you have both sides and their respective spouses also. That makes for one heck of a Christmas for the kids. So needless to say it is one BIG happy family, well happy most of the time…haha.