On March 7th I was diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis. Though I was obviously born with CF, I consider March 7th my "CF Anniversary".
On March 6th 1995, my parents probably didn't know that the next day everything would change.
I say it's interesting that life repeats itself because tonight I sit here in a hotel room, and tomorrow I'm going to spend the day at the doctor. I don't ever remember having an appointment on my actual anniversary.
Tomorrow and Tuesday I have doctors appointments. Tomorrow I have my glucose test, X-ray, dexa scan, and sinus CT scan. Then Tuesday I have PFT's and see my doctor. I'm trying something different. Splitting everything into two days of appointments so I don't get to wore out like I usually do.
Then tomorrow after my appointments I am going to enjoy a fun day with my mom, celebrating my anniversary.
21 years ago none of us knew what laid ahead of us. It's been quite a journey so far, and I can't wait to see where else life takes me. I'm going to do my best to live my life to the fullest. I can't wait to celebrate 21 more CF anniversaries, and hopefully one day not long from now I'll also be celebrating the anniversary of when CF became...Cure Found.