Just in time for Valentine's Day, we take a minute to look back on our top three picks for the most romantic blog posts last year.
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It wasn't until I got some perspective that I realized that when I rebelled against my cystic fibrosis treatment plan, I was rebelling against myself.
Having a spouse with cystic fibrosis can leave you focusing too much on their health and not your own. My weight loss journey taught me that even if it's not about him, it's not about me, either. It's about us.
How much are you willing to do for a loved one? The answer is simple: anything and everything, right? We advocate for them, make sacrifices to be with them and worry about them constantly. Last year I did all of this, but -- somehow -- still felt pangs of guilt.
Many of the people I thought I could count on disappeared during a period when my health declined. Losing those people helped me discover that my real support network was made of the friends who stuck around and those I have met since.
Although having cystic fibrosis can lead to awkward situations, dealing with it with humor and grace has helped me put them in perspective.
Growing up, the term “life expectancy” was always with me, affecting my choices and expectations. Over time, I learned to tune it out and live my life my way.
At 86, Marlene Pryson may be one of the oldest individuals living with cystic fibrosis. During her long life, she has dedicated many years of service to helping CF families as a CF clinic coordinator and family liaison.
As a black man with cystic fibrosis, I am in a minority group within a minority group. I waited my whole life to find someone I could easily relate to until I happened upon a Facebook group for post-transplant patients.
To the moms of children with CF who feel isolated in their journey — you are not alone. This is my letter to you, from someone who understands.