November 7, 2012
It was ten days before Christmas when I had an open lung biopsy that brought the diagnosis of Pulmonary Fibrosis. Feeling alone and scared as I read the hits that came up when I Googled it, I felt a sense of reassurance when I found that there was a "Foundation" dedicated to this specific cause. Through them I've been able to connect through social media to a number of other people whose lives have been changed by this dreadful disease. It is heartbreaking when we lose one of our "family" members and we can't help but wonder if we're next. Knowing that the PFF will carry on in research and searching for a cure helps me sleep at night. I know that if my son or grandson should present with this, they'll have more options than I've had. I also believe my mother had been misdiagnosed when she died in 1974. Our symptoms were too eerily familiar. At least I got a correct diagnosis and have benefitted from supplemental oxygen, etc. I can't imagine how lonely and despondent I'd be if I hadn't come across this wonderful Foundation and touched base with the professionals and volunteers on their staff. May God Bless them mightily for their efforts and their commitment to excellence. ((Hugs))
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