Living Beyond - a Column by Jennifer Cogliano

I am a mother who has cystic fibrosis (CF). My daughter is 30, but she was 15 when my lung function started its long, uneven slide. She has spent more than half her life watching my body negotiate with CF. She has seen the hospital calls, the bad lab…

Fifty years ago, a cystic fibrosis (CF) diagnosis meant something very specific: a short life, mostly counted in hospital stays and loss. Parents received the diagnosis and were quietly told not to plan far ahead. There was no genetic map, no targeted therapy, and no database of mutations. Back…

Last in a series. Read part one. Last week, I asked why those with cystic fibrosis (CF), a progressive and incurable genetic disease, must keep proving disability after already qualifying. This is especially frustrating after reaching an advanced disease stage and undergoing a life-extending double-lung transplant, as I…

When my daughter started elementary school, I wasn’t looking for help. I was just another mom on the sidelines of a soccer field, handing out snacks at birthday parties, and setting up carpool schedules. But in the routine of those early school years, something special grew — a community I…

At 54, I’ve lived with cystic fibrosis (CF) all my life. Five years ago, I survived a double-lung transplant. Along the way, I’ve managed CF-related diabetes (CFRD) and spent nearly two decades facing stage 3 chronic kidney disease. I’ve lost one kidney and rely on the remaining one. It…