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Sunday Morning (21)
One day before my 58th birthday is a bit remarkable. Not only because of tomorrow. But next Monday, 1 week after, I will start my go at Kaftrio (/Trikafta).
I have no expectations, but it still feels special after so many years of taking all sorts of medication that did nothing to really tackle the origin of cf, this time it possibly will do just that. These pills will try to change the defective cftr protein and allow it to form a working chloride ion channel. And this, in theory, could influence the entire dynamics of cf in the body.
Of course there are some hopes. With a lung function of around 27%, some improvement would be welcome. A little more energy would be well spendable. Perhaps less antibiotics would make for a nice change.
But the predominant hope is not about me. In the core, I wish for nothing. Without thoughts, stillness is always complete. Sharing this stillness with Debbie is a miracle. One can not improve on nature’s miracles.
But the body, which has performed so beautifully and flawlessly in the past almost 58 years, working so hard to compensate for and bypass the obstructions that its genome presented, I gladly grant some relief. Some well deserved enlightenment from its burdens. Specifically my lungs that have taken the lion’s share of the affliction, I would happily gift the opportunity to experience the feeling of some proper functioning, albeit in their old age. Some shower of life for a hitherto dried up well. I delight and rejoice in the surprise they might get this first day, not knowing for so long that this was possible and, actually, the natural state they are supposed to experience. They will finally dig it. I can feel them smile already through the salty tears they will produce for the first time in their life.
Tomorrow I hope to get some nice birthday presents and cards. Debbie has already been acting mysteriously all week long. I will accept them with love. Starting the second of August, I will present my body with the new pills. May this gift in like manner be accepted in the spirit in which it is granted.
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