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I don’t have anything to write. I don’t have anything to write because I don’t have anything left inside of me. I just got out of a stint in the hospital for a sinus-related exacerbation (among other things), and am currently on week two of home IV antibiotics. I’m tangoing…

Humans are creatures of habit. We become accustomed to our circumstances. Most of us complain about our boring routines, but when they are disrupted, we can feel almost separated from our reality. Routines are a form of comfort, a gauge of where we’re at in our lives, professionally, physically, and…

A cliché exists in the world of reality TV: the contestant who says they’re not there to make friends. I never meant to be that person, but I’m afraid that’s whom I’ve become.  When you have a rare disease like cystic fibrosis, which affects more…

I often hear, “CF does not define me.” However, while cystic fibrosis (CF) does not define me, it is a part of me. It has helped shape who I am as a person. So, it does define me. It defines me in the same way that being a…

2019 has given me much to reflect upon, including which of my columns are my favorites from the year. My chosen columns convey what I set out to do when I began writing “Mutations & Conversations” some 16 months ago. I hoped to push the envelope and encourage conversation…

It’s hard not to dwell on all of the future plans I might have had if cystic fibrosis (CF) hadn’t entered my life. Things seemed limitless as a child. If you had asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I…

I don’t want to talk about it anymore. I’ve gone from being an out-and-proud chronic illness advocate to someone craving something akin to a total cystic fibrosis blackout. I believe in the power of our voices and the importance of speaking up so that…

I want to quit the internet. This is something I think about a lot. The more I share, the more I want nothing to do with it at all. Although I’m not on the YouTubes or the Facebooks, I continue to write on Instagram, in columns, and in print.

Since August, I’ve been irritable, in hermit mode (distressing for an extrovert!), a little depressed and unfulfilled, and having difficulty sleeping. Plus, I’ve been urinating about seven times nightly, which sounds funny but is a special kind of torture. Leading up to 2020, people shared diaries on Reddit tracking…

It’s a new year. For many, that means a fresh start. A chance to clear your mind and move past burdens you wish to leave behind. I have never really been into this concept, for no particular reason. However, 2019 was easily the hardest year of…