Pulmonary fibrosis and me
The moment that gave me back the rest of my life
When we got the DNA test back, my sister and I, sitting in the antiseptic hospital room with the genetic counselor and our tiny disposable glasses of water, we cried. Openly, right in front of her, as if she wasn’t there.
Pulmonary fibrosis scars up your lungs. One day it’s a cough you can’t seem to shake…