I began fundraising and raising CF awareness soon after my son, Aidan, was diagnosed as a baby. After years of successful fundraiser walks, Aidan asked me to stop — opening my eyes to the difference between being a mom of someone with CF and being the person who is living with CF.
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Raising three kids in daycare often involves runny noses and mystery stains. As a mom with CF, I’ve figured out how to balance our daily lives with keeping me healthy and daycare-germ free.
Dance was my life, but I had to give it up when my health was in decline. I then found a new way to express my creativity through poetry.
After decades of identifying myself as Monique, “the girl with cystic fibrosis,” I didn’t know who I was anymore after Trikafta changed my health for the better.
I didn’t realize how important my cystic fibrosis care team was — or how they had my back — until I stayed in a hospital where the staff had little knowledge of the needs of people with cystic fibrosis.
When my daughter was diagnosed with cystic fibrosis, I found it difficult to explain this disease to my parents in Spanish, and I also felt alone in my rural community. That is why I think it is important to bring CF awareness to the Hispanic community.