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CF Awareness month

It's May 1st! You know what that means...


That's right, folks. It's time to get the word out. Obviously, no one's stopping you from telling people about CF on a daily basis. However, the month of May is dedicated specifically to spreading the word about CF. CF is, plainly put, a disgusting disease that many people either haven't heard about or have the wrong impression about. When I tell people I have CF, the first response is usually "You're joking, right? You don't look sick." Thanks be to God that I look semi-healthy! I'm definitely not complaining about that. But at the same time, it's hard trying to explain to people the daily struggle I go through when I don't look like I'm fighting in the battle for my life.

I'm sick of feeling exhausted so much earlier than most of my friends and feeling like the party pooper for wanting to go to bed. I'm sick of trying to sneak pills into my mouth before meals when I am with people who don't know about my CF so I don't have to explain myself for the one thousandth time. I'm sick of constantly having to factor in breathing treatments into my schedule, squeezing them into my busy life. I'm sick of getting weird looks when I have anything medical with me or when I cough my typical CF cough (which is not very lady-like, if you know what I mean). Honestly, I'm just sick of being sick!! In my opinion, it's time for a cure to be found. I pray that you take this month to let others know about CF. If you have CF, be open and honest about your struggles. If you have a loved one with CF, tell others about this disease and how we can stop it. Change your profile picture to a CF awareness-related picture (just google CF Awareness Month, and there will be plenty of pictures). Wear purple (the CF awareness color) every day (or close to it) in the month of May so that you can explain to others about CF. Pray daily for a cure to be found...and soon! I challenge you to spread the word and raise awareness. Join me in fighting against CF, so that we can make CF stand for "cure found".


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