The Best Kind of Friend

Life has a way of beating you down when you least expect it. After feeling amazing, exercising, and enjoying my summer I was shocked to lose 15% of my lung function in what seemed like overnight. Life also seems to have a way of lifting your spirits when you need it most.

A week ago I was venting to my very best friend on the phone. Despite living six hours away she has been my constant support through all the hardships life has tossed my way. I was telling her about my lung function drop and how much it effected my energy, my spirit, my life. She listened to everything that was bothering me and responded with all the right things because after 17 years of friendship she just knows what I need to hear. I felt better just letting everything that was swimming around my mind go free.

Fast forward to this past Wednesday. I was home with my daughter when I received a text from my friend saying she was in town. She drove six hours through the night with her one year old son to be there by my side during an extremely hard time in my mommy life. She came to help me with my treatments, my daughter, my housework, my sadness. She stayed in a hotel nearby and came to my home to clean, to chat, to love on my daughter. The four days she was here I was able to do my treatments while someone (well two someones- my bff and her baby) entertained my Kay. I had someone bring me coffee, dinner, and do my laundry. I had someone to lift my spirits and remind me that I have backup when it comes to dealing with CF.

My lung function is slowly, but surely going back up. I have 6% till baseline, but that is a huge improvement from the past few weeks. CF has a great way of bringing down your spirits, but lovng friends have great ways of bringing your spirits back up.