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Wow, it's been awhile!

Dear blogging world,

It's been a long time since my last post! To say the least, the month of June has been a hustle and bustle of activity. I've been working at Baylor's speech pathology camp, which works to improve language and literacy of kids through intensive therapy. I've loved every second of my job in the reading department, although I have never been quite so exhausted. ;) We can already see such improvements in our clients!! It's an amazing feeling knowing that every day I spend pouring into my clients' lives, their future is changing for the better. And that fact alone makes the exhaustion, long hours spent decorating, and tiny annoyances all worthwhile. 

However, my health during the summer never seems to go as planned. If anyone is ever going to have any weird problems related to CF, it'll be me. Why? I have no idea. Last summer, it was the low blood pressure hospitalization and hasty sinus surgery. This summer, I'm having serious issues breathing. Right when I was supposed to be coming back to Waco, my lungs started feeling weird. I started having a dry, hacky cough that prevented me from sleeping through the night but didn't seem caused by a build up of bacteria in my lungs. I started on a six day course of steroids, which cleared up the cough beautifully...until the six days were over. Then, I started the cough all over again, except this time my right middle lobe of my lung aches every time I take a breath and feels like a knife is piercing me when I cough or take a deeper breath. I have no idea what's going on, and unfortunately I have to miss work Tuesday afternoon to go to the doctor. Lung pain like this is too serious to mess with. I just wish I didn't have to miss work! I hate letting my CF get in the way of me performing at my best. I'm upset about the fact that I'm going to miss seeing my Tuesday afternoon kids. I  despise that I can't even make it through a month of work without getting sick. It's more frustrating than I can describe to a non-CFer. 

Here's my plan of action for the next few days:
1. Pray for healing and answers to what's going on in my lungs.
2. Trust in God's timing.
3. Rest.
4. Give my best at work, even though I won't be there Tuesday.
5. And...oh yeah, REST.

That's all I have to go on right now. Hopefully I'll be feeling better in no time, but for now, I suppose I must learn to take it easy. 


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