anahat nad

There are two parallel universes I'm traveling between -- my life, with my friends and my goals, and insecurities, and hopes, and daydreams, and my hospital life, with nurses and doctors and that constant nagging feeling of being isolated from the world.

During some admissions, it feels that I wait to receive discharge papers before I hit the pause button again and return to living.

But I'm learning how to adjust my 'lives'. The life before CF and the life after. If such a divide has ever existed.. I still have my mind, my thoughts, my soul, my compassion, my creativity, and my breath. But most of all, my drive. CF hasn't taken any of that away.

So yes, I'm Renu, I have CF, and I'm facing a transplant. But I am not CF.