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Judgement day

I always feel like I'm being judged when I go to the doctor. I can't explain why, but it seems like every single aspect of my life is being closely examined, and then the CF team determines what needs to change and what needs to stay the same. It's always a bit unnerving. I have an appointment tomorrow with my CF doctor, who I honestly think is a wonderful doctor. He takes into account my opinions and ideas about quality of life while configuring a realistic treatment plan to keep me at my optimal health, which I truly appreciate. However, I'm not jumping for joy because I have an appointment tomorrow. Instead, I'm worried about the possibility of a feeding tube, wondering what my next step will be to treat the bacteria in my lungs, and analyzing what I think my PFTs are going to be. I'm worried about what judgements are going to be made on my life based on a two hour appointment and what suggestions the CF team are going to make to improve my health. I really would like the appointment to be over with! Oh, the joys of frequent CF appointments.

If you wouldn't mind praying for my appointment tomorrow, I would really appreciate it. Thanks, and have a great afternoon!

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