I want to take a minute to tell you why Professional Sick Girl exists. It’s true, I like to write; it’s my way of connecting with the world around me. … Continue reading Why we must talk about illness when it isn’t life or death
I felt guilty writing the title of this post. It’s not something I’d relish reading from a friend or loved one and I can only imagine what it’s like as … Continue reading How to plan a career when you’re predicted to die in 10 years
Hooo boy. Illness. It is quite the ice breaker at a party. When I meet a new person I like to tell them at least once that I have a … Continue reading The Jekyll and Hyde life
Do you ever just stop and take a minute, to think about which Disney heroine you might have been in another life? Like many a millennial I often seek to … Continue reading The Tale of the CF Cinderella
Or, that time I mentioned my wheezy-hamster-lungs in an interview. Unsurprisingly having a life-shortening illness can make you feel a tad vulnerable at times. It can also make you feel … Continue reading A lesson in vulnerability
It’s that time of year again. Oh, you thought I meant the election? Well, yes. But it’s also around about the time of year I end up in hospital for … Continue reading An appeal at the eleventh hour
I would expect, that even if you aren’t a part of the niche, tight-knit community of CF-related diabetics like me*, you will have experienced brain fog at some point in … Continue reading When the brainfog hits you bad; a specialist’s perspective
I got offered a freelance role recently. Successful agency, a big new business win to work on and, it goes without saying, some financial security. I turned it down. I … Continue reading Sorry but I don’t like your air
That scrappy bit of paper above is a list of life ambitions I wrote, aged 18. You can see I didn’t exactly hold back.
Do you ever have one of those days where it just feels like life is ruled by numbers? For someone with CF, I don’t really take that much medication, but these … Continue reading My seven to eleven
Technically, aged 25, I am a millennial. Glossing over the fact that this term throws together millions of young people- at a time in your life where a couple of years, for instance, can make the difference between a near affordable degree and one that will land you with a debt worthy of a small country- does it actually help anyone?
We’ve all read about the girl who has months left to live and is following her bucket list through to completion or the cancer survivor who lives each day as … Continue reading What’s purpose anyway?