Valiant Voice – a Column by Lara Govendo

For me, cystic fibrosis (CF) was extremely aggressive and relentless. Breathing was always a struggle, and I was constantly congested. Germs would set up shop, wreaking havoc on my airways. My days were filled with nebulizers and airway clearance treatments, and beginning and ending each day with both was…

Hitting the trails on one of my favorite hikes, I spent the day atop a mountain, lying in my hammock and gazing up at the bright blue sky. The warm breeze filled my lungs and sparked a sense of excitement. Up there, I was completely alone — no one was…

We typically celebrate an anniversary, but when you live with a chronic health condition like cystic fibrosis (CF), your relationship to certain days on the calendar can be a bit more complicated. They may not be milestones to celebrate, but they can still serve as reminders. I’m thinking…

At this point in my life, I find that the more awkward a situation is, the better. Maybe it stems from a lifetime of awkward moments — most likely. Do I make awkward situations even more awkward? Absolutely. Being born with a chronic illness — cystic fibrosis (CF) —…

My relationship with sleep has always been complicated. Sometimes I wait until the very end of the day, when I’m so exhausted that I just collapse into bed. Other times, I toss and turn, adjust my position 35 times, and eventually fall asleep a few hours later. I’m also prone…

I live with a rare disease. It seems strange to say that because it’s not so rare to me. Living with cystic fibrosis (CF) is the only life I’ve ever known. When I was born, researchers hadn’t yet discovered which gene was affected by CF or what chromosome…

I’m not a jerk; I’m just tired. Admittedly, though, I feel like a jerk sometimes. My eyes widen at the number of private messages that flood my inbox. I know they’re from sweet people who need support and encouragement. “I’ll tackle them another day,” I say aloud. But days can…

“You might live long enough to finish college, maybe even get married, but …” I imagine this is what the textbooks used to say about cystic fibrosis (CF) when I was in college. While I heard such things at medical appointments, I refused to let that narrative define my…

My permanent disabled parking placard was falling apart, and after 10 years of use, it was held together with tape. So I went to the Department of Motor Vehicles to get a new one. “I’m so sorry that it’s permanent,” replied the lady behind the service counter. Her response shocked…

Last weekend’s weather forecast called for a wind chill factor of -35 F. We don’t usually experience such low temperatures here in Vermont, but this winter has been hitting hard. Before I serenade you with “Ice Ice Baby,” I want to take a trip down memory lane. I am so…