Wednesday, March 14, 2007

I'm Not Squishy

You might not agree with me, but I always offer a lot of support.
--Vincent Bugliosi

I'm not an overly emotive person. Yes, I do get worked up over certain things, but when it comes to how I manage my life with cystic fibrosis, I'm not squishy. What I mean by this is, I am made of some pretty stern stuff. My personality is somewhat on the stoic side. Actually, I come from a long line of stoic personalities, and I think that I've turned out to be one of the more expressive ones. Okay, so maybe by expressive I mean that I was a cry-baby when I was in elementary school. But those days are long gone. I've hunkered down, dug in my heels, and learned that I can be just as formidable any.

Well, maybe not around anyone who's much taller than I am...

And maybe not around anyone older than 11.

Actually, it really just depends on the situation. When it comes to dealing with CF, I'm a fighter. I've got grit, and I've got giblets (as much as any gal can, anyway) and I'm committed to living well in spite of this disease. God has given me the strength I need to do this. He has provided me with an excellent support system, many of whom are made of just as stern of stuff as I am, if not more. When it comes to strength, be it intestinal fortitude or the heart of a spiritual warrior, we've got it, and all of it, in any measure, is a gift from God. He has equipped all of us for this fight.

11 years old...that would be about the age of a fifth grader right?? LOL!!
EXACTLY! You know me so well, my friend. The situation you're picturing is the exact one that came to my mind when I wrote that particular sentence.

"guys...please...guys? Behave...please?...please?"

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