A little about us...

My name is Ryan and my wife's name is Amanda. We are just two people with a lot in common that fell in love. Just so happens that one of those commonalities is Cystic Fibrosis (CF). We are breaking all the rules with being together, but love knows no boundaries.

Amanda and I met a few years ago at a CF walk kick-off event. Who knew our path's would cross again.

I was going through a rough time in January 2012, and a friend of ours mentioned to Amanda that I might need someone to talk to. Being the caring person she was, she contacted me to talk. We had an instant connection. She had previously gone through what I was going through, and was there to lend an ear. We started talking more frequently and feelings started developing. When we saw each other, there was a feeling that we had never felt before, almost like in the movies, love at "first" sight. Our friendship was stronger than ever and with feelings developing stronger and stronger every day, we decided that we had to make a hard decision. Being that we both had CF we had to decide where this relationship was going, did we want to take it to the next level, or was it going to end at just being friends. After a little time we both decided we were ready to take it to the next level. There was no turning back. We were in love, and took our last first kiss.

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Not bad, but not what I expected


So today I had a CF Clinic appointment…at 8am in the morning. CF clinic that early almost never is as good as it could be. I didn’t sleep well last night, woke up multiple times, and woke up before my alarm this morning. Even though I woke up early, I still ran out of time. I left with 20 minutes to get to CF clinic. The weather was wet, cold, and just bad altogether. Traffic was horrible, so it’s good I drive a fit. I got to CF clinic about 5 minutes after the hour, so was a little late, but not compared to anyone else cause of the weather.  My vitals were good, weight is up, and pft’s are normal. I spoke with the doctor and no changes were made to my care. Spoke with the social worker and decided to research more techniques to help with my anxiety.

All in all was a pretty good appointment, just not what I expected. What I mean by not what I expected is referring to my pft’s. I don’t understand how I can feel good lung wise, but pft’s aren’t up higher. I have been on antibiotics for 3 months now and feel really good lung wise. I guess I had my hopes up that since I feel better that my lung functions would also be improved. I realize today what people are talking about when they say “don’t go by the numbers, go by how you feel.” I feel good and that’s what matters.

On a side note, with seeing the doctor, nurse, social worker, respiratory therapist, getting blood work and x-rays I more than met my deductible at this appointment. Helps relieve my anxiety a bit knowing that once these claims go through and I meet my pharmacy out-of-pocket my insurance should pay 100% the rest of the year. 

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