Old And Wise

Thirty years ago, I began the process of leaving my family behind, as acceptance letters to medical schools far away from my home state of Nebraska began to arrive in my mailbox.  Those remaining in NE at the time included my parents and my sister, Kathy, who was...

The Beginning of the End?

It’s been a weird day.  I had planned to write about meditation and why having a “lung disease” doesn’t mean you can’t meditate.  This was something I used to actually believe, since beginning meditators are often instructed to...

How I Grew A Lung in 90 Days

I am 47 and have garden variety, homozygous delta F508 CF. While it is true that I probably benefit from a helpful modifier gene or two, I am convinced that the reason I am so healthy today is that I have exercised regularly and vigorously my entire adult life. As I...

Run, Walk and Roll

It’s a hot, summer day last August. The “world’s champion” (not really, but we thought so) Frisbee dog, my 13 year old Border Collie, Cisco, is out in the back yard chasing squirrels with his two schnauzer brothers-from-another-mother, Wiley and Jaxon. This is their...
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