Lots going on

 Its been a crazy few days. I am just hoping it starts to calm down because I cant take anymore. I started taking my hypertonic saline and guess what! Its still as sucky as I remember and I wish I didnt have to take it. Blah. But I shouldnt complain it could be way worse. So a little gross-ness will make up in the long run. So I must clean the room today, the laundry is just chilling in its basket and I know that drives Isaiah up a wall hehehe. I've been so lazy the last few days. Yesterday I literally slept all day until Isaiah got home and then I had the hardest time going to sleep when it was time for bed. I felt like I had barely slept at all when Isaiah got up for work this morning. And I totally forgot I was supposed to drive him to work so I could help my dad out. I'll give him a call after my meds and let him know. ooooh I have a pepsi in the fridge waiting for me! I am so excited lol! Instead of writing on here during my treatments like I normally do I have been reading Harry Potter again. I love that after everything those books still make me laugh at the same jokes and still makes me sad when something bad is happening. Ive only gotten to the third one but I still love them! Is it totally nerdy that if I could figure out something I wanted I would totally get a Harry Potter inspired tattoo? haha. I cannot wait to be able to start working on my tattoos again. I gotta finish my side then I am moving on to my arm I want to get the little mermaid on my forearm. I want to start planning for my sleeve on my left arm and I have this really cute idea of exactly what I want but Im sure its going to take a while. I'll keep you posted. My cf is good Ive been taking all my meds like I am supposed to and doing my treatments and vests. I think since becoming a part of the cf groups on facebook and seeing what others are going through with the same disease its put me in perspective. Before I started talking to other people I felt like half my life was already over and what was the point in trying if it all ends the same. But i guess that could be said about any life. Nothing is promised and one day I'd rather look back and think "damn that was awesome" rather than knowing I didnt do anything because I was afraid. Ive got a lot to look forward to. Maybe it wont be kids but it'll be doggies and my husband coming home and smiling when he sees me. I had this specific idea of what I thought was important and what I needed and now I realize what I need I already have.