|Celebratory photo taken last Fall after a lengthy "misplacing"|
What have you lost or forgot already this morning?
The most ironic part? I try so hard not to lose things. It just happens. But then somehow and somewhere they always show up. I have learned to exercise ample patience for "finding" misplaced items. Unless, it's 1O a.m. and I was supposed to leave 1O minutes ago to make it to class on time. In that case, I usually resort to the spare set: if I can find them. I live dangerously, I know.
It is National Nurses Week. What does nurses week have to do with losing things you ask? I would be completely lost without my nurses. Completely and utterly lost. I truly do have the best team of nurses, and I am so completely grateful for each one of them. Their care, love, and support cover so many different parts of my life, I can honestly say that they have made each breath more beautiful: both the easy ones and the distressed. My gratitude and appreciation for life doesn't stop with them, it just begins. I am so thankful for my CF team. I mean it really is a team: my doctors, my nurses, my pharmacist, my respiratory therapists, my dietician, my social worker, the list is endless. I am so overwhelmed when I think about how many people literally fight CF for me and with me. How can I ever adequately thank you for helping me breath?
I would be completely lost without my CF team: you each have a special place in my heart. Now, if you could help me find my keys this morning that would be great. Love to you all.
Happy Nurses Week. Hug a nurse today.