Real Gratitude 65 : What Would It Mean?
The month of November on Breathe 3-65 is dedicated to GRATITUDE. Today we are grateful for all the moms and dads who show endless amounts of tenacity and strength in the fight against CF. For their endless hope, drive, and unwavering support we are so very grateful.
Today's guest entry is written by a mother that embodies what it means to be strong, tenacious, and hopeful. Billie is the mother of two brave and energetic girls who have CF. Billie, like all other parents, wishes for nothing more than a cure for her beautiful girls. What would a cure to CF mean to Billie? Read her powerful words in today's Real 65.
What Would It Mean?
"Rylie came home from kindergarten last week and told me that a kid at school punched her during lunch. A rocket list of questions ensued from my mouth - who? when? has it happened before? did you tell someone? On this particular occasion, by “punch” our occasionally overly dramatic 5 year old meant “accidentally elbowed”.
Nonetheless, that feeling I had when I first thought she might be the target of a bully was familiar. It’s one of the rubber bands in this massive ball of emotions that comes from parenting daughters who deal with the everyday challenges of a rare, genetic disease. I’ve never crossed paths with such an unfair and unrelenting bully as I have with cystic fibrosis.
It’s the kind that makes my kindergartner go to the back of the line every day at lunch.
The kind that sprays stuff up my 3 year old’s nose.
The kind that seeks to shake my daughters every day, with no exception.
And, like most bullies, there are feelings of helplessness. I can work with her school, but I can not change the fact that the pills are necessary. I can teach her how to do her treatments and medications for herself, but sprays up the nose and shaking for hours and inhaling medicine and swallowing dozens of pills is never going to be enjoyable. Bullies like to take control, and so that becomes our mission. To slowly and carefully and intentionally give our daughters a little more say in the how and the when of their treatments and medications. The bully is still going to make them shake and they might feel beat up at times, but giving them the tools they need to take ownership of their disease is currently our best method of defense.
A cure for cystic fibrosis would mean to one day be able to make a call and the bullying stops, to fill a prescription and the bullying stops, to drive to an appointment and it stops. I wouldn’t have to to send her to school wondering if the bully would be particularly mean that day. None of this lurking around on healthy days, looking for a weak moment to strike. No more changing plans or missing out or feeling embarrassed. The bully wouldn’t be waiting at home, or at school, or on vacation or at grandma’s.
The bully would be gone.
That’s what a cure would mean to me."
- About Today's Contributor -
Billie, along with her husband Ryan, are tireless advocates for their girls and the CF community. To follow Alexa and Rylie's journey with CF and read more of Billie's powerful words follow her blog "2 Sisters 1 Cure."