I know I can do it. I've done it before and I will do it again. Unfortunately, when people hear about a lifelong, progressive, and incurable disease, they immediately think of death and suffering. Sure, those certainly have roles, but I don't dwell on the death and suffering parts of having a disease like Cystic Fibrosis. I can take the suffering, and I'm not afraid of death, but I have an invincible will to live. 

I want to live just as badly, if not more so, than a lot of other people, and that's because of the adversity I've been put through. Not only do I want to live, but I want to live a fulfilling, purposeful, faithful life, and to do that, I have to push myself well beyond my physical abilities. Stressing out my body to the point of collapse is the healthiest way to live. Hell, even when I do collapse, I still force myself to get up and keep going, like I did on the hiking trail. 

I think there are still lessons to be taught through my CF. I don't know what they are. As of now, I know I'm going through some heavy trials with my CFRD issues, but I'm finally on the upswing, because once I start insulin, then everything else should get better. Insulin isn't going to cure my problems, but it will help me fix them myself.

I've fallen out of shape. I have a lot of lost weight I need to gain back as quickly as possible. I'm not as physically strong as I used to be, and definitely not as strong as I want to be. My diet is heavily restricted since I can't digest things most people don't think twice about eating. My lung function has dropped about 5% below where it was two years ago. I still have a lot of mucus to clear up. I think everyone can agree that because of my health, my social life has been in the toilet for awhile. But I'm determined to get back what CF has taken and tried to keep from me for life.