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by bane
839 days ago
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Oh wow. I remember a kid in elementary school with CF. I didn't understand at the time what he and his family was going through. I remember his personality and intelligence, his skill on the soccer team. He was unusually driven for an 8-9 year old. As I got older and into my 20s, I thought about him a lot -- it was understood that most CF patients don't make it out of their early 20s and I knew even if he were particularly lucky, as time went on and I aged, he was probably gone. My father also recently died from lung cancer, and had a few months where he was effectively drowning in his own lung fluids, requiring doctors to drain his lungs with long needles through his back. That experience also brought me back to that schoolmate, considering what he had had to endure. Recently, I was reorganizing my personal library and came across my elementary school yearbook and flipping through, saw his picture. It's been decades since he's likely passed on. It gave me pause to contemplate certain priorities in my life and try to cultivate greater compassion. It's a particularly cruel disease, and this news is wonderful. |
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It seems like something every day reminds me of him. I’m really glad there’s hope for people with it. It’s a particularly shitty disease and he was the nicest most thoughtful person I’ve ever known. I miss him dearly.
Bittersweet. Glad there’s progress, wish it were earlier.