Tag: cystic fibrosis
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An appeal at the eleventh hour
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 a 14 day course of intravenous antibiotics to treat the underlying and continuous infection in my lungs. By Cystic Fibrosis standards this is nothing; it’s […]
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When the brainfog hits you bad; a specialist’s perspective
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 your professional career. Or cognitive dysfunction, to give it its scientific name. Maybe it was a critical moment, in a big meeting as you pitched […]
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Sorry but I don’t like your air
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 could almost hear the recruiter thinking when I told her my decision, “is she crazy or just plain stupid?” Of course, she was nothing but pure […]
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With every percentage
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.
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…And another thing from this millennial
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?
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What’s purpose anyway?
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 their last. I dont know what its like to truly live day to day, not knowing whether there’s another one, so I won’t pretend I […]
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August is pretty chilly anyway…
Last night I was nominated for the ice bucket challenge by a very good friend. Well, apologies to anyone who was eager to catch a flash of my pasty white middle (but really, why?!) in the course of having cold water splashed over it, but it’s not gonna happen. First I should say that- unlike some […]
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My dirty habit
I have a habit. I don’t like to talk about it. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t kick it. My daily pick-me-up. I’m not alone. A lot of young city dwellers need a bit of extra help A little lift, to make it through a demanding day. Once in the morning, and in the […]
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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 […]
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Don’t mind me; I spilt some heparin in your coffee
Ah it’s that time again. Home Intravenous Antibiotics and work. Always a tricky balance, but one made a lot easier for me this time by a job I truly enjoy and that I can plan treatment around. Let me take you back a bit, to my last post but one, ‘fear is not conducive to […]
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