Columns

Confessions from the 10 Percent: Life Without Trikafta

I am one of the 10 percent. The 10 percent cannot take the new, groundbreaking medication that will hopefully help cystic fibrosis (CF) patients for years to come. Some people cannot benefit from Trikafta (elexacaftor/tezacaftor/ivacaftor) because they recently had a transplant. For others, like me and anomalous genotypes, Trikafta…

We Must Build a Diverse Coalition Within the CF Community

I learned long ago not to expect everyone to agree with me. I also realized that disagreement isn’t inherently wrong. From a young age, I was told that I should become a lawyer because I’ve always loved to engage in discussions. In retrospect, those comments might not have been complimentary,…

I Am Proud to Be Youthful

Loureen and I waited for our travel buddies to pass through airport security. Soon, we would be on a plane to Jordan, where we would provide various forms of support to Syrian refugees escaping civil war. Loureen, wise and a smidge or two older than me, looked me up and…

Temper Tantrums Aren’t on My To-do List

Today I had a meltdown. I don’t like to think of myself as someone who has “meltdowns,” but lately they are happening more and more. It started logically; I was feeling the familiar pains of pseudo-pancreatitis — the pale-poop, swollen-belly, mystery nuisance — which usually means I can’t eat.

Fear of Abandonment Has Driven My Life into the Ground

Six months ago, if I had been tied to a very uncomfortable chair and tortured for weeks while interrogators screamed, “What is your greatest fear?” the only things I could have come up with would have been maybe … centipedes. Or dying in a hospital bed. Or maybe that the…

Starting Trikafta with Hope for the CF Community

I’m writing this column on the day I start treatment with Trikafta (elexacaftor/tezacaftor/ivacaftor), a new cystic fibrosis (CF) medication that I believe will be regarded as an inflection point in CF history. If you’re involved in the CF community or have been on social media in recent weeks,…

Inspiration for Hire: Sick Candidates Only

At this time last week, I was crying. I was crying because I didn’t “want to let them down.” The potentially disappointed party in question was a new company within my professional dance company, aptly titled “Comebacks.” Initially, I wanted Comebacks to be the ultimate “comeback” for former…