You know you're a CF patient when...
after being outside on a hot day for two minutes, you see salt crystals formulating on every square inch of your skin.
you hear students coughing in a class and automatically flinch, trying to find the culprit who could be passing you respiratory germs. When you find him or her, you may or may not give the evil eye, depending on how well you are feeling.
you have your doctor appointments for the year planned and on the calendar so that you will miss as little of life as possible.
your life and health do not go according to plan, and your wonderful forethought all goes down the drain.
your hands and feet start pruning up within seconds of being submerged under water.
your evenings seem to revolve around breathing treatments. I mean seriously, what is this "relaxation at night" thing, anyway?
you know the ins and outs of the hospital and how to navigate the medical world.
you carry so much medical equipment with you, a police officer might arrest you based on the crazy amount of pills, alcohol swabs, and needles in your backpack.
you see people on campus wearing CF shirts and automatically want to bombard them with questions about their CF heritage.
you understand how precious life is and how quickly it can end on earth.
you are probably smiling and nodding your head with the truth of these statements.
Happy Friday, everyone! Have a great weekend!
after being outside on a hot day for two minutes, you see salt crystals formulating on every square inch of your skin.
you hear students coughing in a class and automatically flinch, trying to find the culprit who could be passing you respiratory germs. When you find him or her, you may or may not give the evil eye, depending on how well you are feeling.
you have your doctor appointments for the year planned and on the calendar so that you will miss as little of life as possible.
your life and health do not go according to plan, and your wonderful forethought all goes down the drain.
your hands and feet start pruning up within seconds of being submerged under water.
your evenings seem to revolve around breathing treatments. I mean seriously, what is this "relaxation at night" thing, anyway?
you know the ins and outs of the hospital and how to navigate the medical world.
you carry so much medical equipment with you, a police officer might arrest you based on the crazy amount of pills, alcohol swabs, and needles in your backpack.
you see people on campus wearing CF shirts and automatically want to bombard them with questions about their CF heritage.
you understand how precious life is and how quickly it can end on earth.
you are probably smiling and nodding your head with the truth of these statements.
Happy Friday, everyone! Have a great weekend!
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