It's a good way to start the day when
you can go out and play in the sunshine with your baby. I get up up 90 minutes
before Hawke's scheduled wakeup time, to complete my morning treatment routine.
This month I'm on the Tobramycin medication. I have been on this medication
since eleven years old. I used to only have to do it, "when I was
sick" and grew a bacterial infection in my lungs. That bacteria has seem
to found a nice home inside me, and the last ten years I've been doing this
medication every other month. The "one month off" is to help slow down my body's resistance to the
drug. Having CF we are on antibiotics eminently. The bacteria and infections in
our body get used to the antibiotics and mutate - developing a resistance to
the meds so they become less and less effective, until the bacteria reaches
full resistance. Not good - always trying to avoid this.
But my early morning treatment time has
become a savory moment for me. Treatments are the first thing I do. That alarm
goes off and I sleepily walk straight to my machine and get going. It's been
several hours since my last one and lots of secretions have built up in my
airways, morning breathing is hard. I find almost immediate relief as I start
working through my treatment. This time has also become the moments I study my
scriptures ( Book of Mormon and Bible) and strengthen my relationship with
my Heavenly Father. I have found it almost symbolic that my first moments of
the day rely so much on him. I am struggling and he knows it. He has allowed
knowledgeable people into this world to create medications and machines to help
me feel relief and to keep going. He hears my morning prayers, and in those
early mornings it's usually just he and I working together to get the day
going. My early mornings are my worship time. I am working hard to take care of
the body God created for me. Studying the words & stories of our Savior, and the Prophets of old helps me to care for my spirit and
soul.
As I clean up my treatments, I'll hear
the cry of my baby. My favorite moment of the day - Hawke is waking up. Living
in Utah for the summer has allowed cooler temperatures and living at Grandma's
house with a big, grassy backyard has been bliss. I pick him up, we go outside
and work out his morning jitters, enjoying the morning sunshine and life of a
new day.
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