It's been a month since I last blogged. Much has happened in the last month. My PFTs have been declining over the last few months. In September, my PFTs were at 62%. On January 26th, I went to the doctor to do PFTs. They were at 52%. It was time to attack the bacteria in my lungs with heavy duty IV antibiotics. I went in the hospital on January 27th. Usually, I start IV antibiotics at home. My parents have been doing home IVs since I was 8 months old, and I have learned how to take care of my IVs all growing up. I hate going in the hospital (let's be real, who enjoys being inpatient?!). I never sleep well, and I just like being home much more than being confined to a hospital bed. However, my doctor wanted to put me on an IV antibiotic that I had previously had an allergic-type reaction to, so I needed to be inpatient to ensure I didn't have a reaction. I was inpatient from January 27th-January 29th. Although the hospital was brand new, the rooms were huge, and the cafeteri