Backtracking: January

After a long four-month pause,  I think I'm ready to type: fingers are stretched, brain is as alert as it will ever be, and the cloud of denial has lifted enough that I may peek out from under it. Since my last update my DIOS issues subsided and my lungs decided that it was their turn to creep back into the spotlight. I use the word creep with intention, as things have so gradually diminished that I was unable to take notice until quite recently. As my lungs were plotting their takeover, I was busy plugging merrily along: I graduated from the University of Guelph-Humber in December (after 4.5  years--woo!), and then embarked on a post-celebratory trip to Barbados with the fam jam (since my sister also recently graduated from her massage therapy program). It was good to FINISH something, since CF has a way of turning you into an unintentional drop out or failed hobbiest.