I can't explain why God lets me live but takes others home so early. I don't know what my purpose really is, and I like to think I'll just live an average life, but I know that's far from the truth. What I do know, however, is that right now, I'm alive and well. My resting lung function is at 105% and increasing, I can eat my average 5 daily meals just fine, and I can actually function like a normal person. I can take my dog to the park and play fetch with him for an hour, until he gets tired and I have to carry him back. I can ride my dirtbike, and only stop when my dirtbike quits or it gets dark. I can drive, and harass my dad about fixing my jeep so I can actually put my license to use. I can take care of myself, and I can do so much more that not many CFers can do. The fact that I can drive is a miracle in itself, since most CFers are too impaired to drive.
When I really reflect and think about everything, there's so much to celebrate, and not enough to spend time complaining about. I could very easily sit down and tell everyone how horrible my disease is, and how my window keeps flooding my bedroom, and how my house is always freezing, and how inconvenient it is to take 50 pills and do an hour of physical treatments everyday. But I don't, because I don't want to, and it's not that bad. In fact, in a strange way, Cystic Fibrosis is a blessing. Every single struggle is a blessing, even my fish tank for a basement window.
My Cystic Fibrosis is the worst of its kind. CF can show up in many different ways, kinda like how there's so many different breeds of dogs out there, but every "breed" of CF comes from the same root. My CF just happens to be the most aggressive "breed" of CF, which makes it the pitbull. Yet, I seem normal. Unlike so many others with my same type of CF, I'm alive and I'm well. I'm confident I'll never need a lung, liver, or heart transplant, and I will be able to lead a normal(ish) life. I was given 15-20 years to live when I was officially diagnosed with CF, and so far I seem to be proving those numbers wrong.
