Project management and pills

On learning about my CF, an ex boyfriend of mine very kindly (and with only a small hint of panic in his voice) once asked how he’d know if I needed ‘help’. Would I suddenly clutch my chest and start gesturing frantically for him to call 999? Would I turn blue in the face and […]

Fear is not conducive to good work

Starting this blog was not easy. I used to struggle with the idea that future employers might pass me over for candidates who didn’t have a serious antibiotic habit going on behind the scenes. I kept CF purely in the personal life tab and didn’t think it was relevant to my work life. Of course,  I […]