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Our hearts stopped when we first heard that our grandson, Jase, had cystic fibrosis. We didn't even know what it was. However, we have learned a lot along the way and have gotten used to rolling with the ups and downs of this disease.
As a volunteer, you’ll join thousands of people across the country who are helping add tomorrows to the lives of people with cystic fibrosis.
When I was in college, I wanted to do it all and my health wasn’t as much of a priority anymore. I learned to accept that things will not always go according to plan and to integrate routine in my life to ensure my health comes first.
When I went off to college it was up to me to manage my cystic fibrosis for the first time without help from my family. I felt fine after skipping my medications and decided to stop using my noisy vest because it embarrassed me, and I wanted to make friends at my new school. As a result, I stayed in the hospital for a few weeks and left with a new perspective on life.
When the pandemic started, I started to feel lost and disconnected. That changed when I was introduced to a new program from the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation that taught me how to share my CF story with confidence.
After I had to go on disability to focus on taking care of my health, I got involved with the CF community and volunteered with Community Voice. Little did I know it would help me when I needed it most.
For a new parent of a child with cystic fibrosis, it can be an enormous help to speak to other parents in the same situation. The support and shared knowledge offered by another mother made a huge impact on me when my newborn son was diagnosed with CF.