Just to let you know, <b>I am a double DF508, 37 years old and have my original lungs</b>. Because of the new treatments, I am in better shape than I was 6 years ago, when my doctor's said I was healthy enough to have a baby.
<b>I have a normal life</b>. Yes, there are treatments to be done, yes, sometimes I have to go in the hospital, yes, it is hard sometimes, but heck, so is life for anybody else too. But it is worth it. IMHO, of course. Seems alot of other people here think so too, who have been where you are, and are living what you are considering.
We, the adults and children who have cf, and parents and family of cf patients who are here, living and enjoying life's big and little joys, managing through and supporting each other through the hard times, are the reality, not some doctor who obviously doesn't know what he is talking about.
If we all here didn't have something in life that we enjoy, or something to strive for, goals we enjoy accomplishing, basically, if we weren't glad to be alive, this site would not be here, and so full of adults living with cf.
<b>The median age of survival for cf patients now is 37 years old</b>. This means, that even those of us who didn't have the new medicines and treatments when we were younger (when there was practically nothing!) are still living well into adulthood now.
The chances that your child will be just as healthy (or healthier, with the new medications and treatments that are going through testing right now) as any other child or adult here are good. At least you will be giving him a chance.
As someone said, there is always adoption if you don't think you can handle it, though as many people here have said, it is doable, and certainly worth it to give your child a chance. There are members here who have adopted children with cf.
Just reschedule, give yourself more time to gather more information, talk to the specialist (<b>I am assuming here that the specialist is a doctor who treats cf patients? That is who you need to talk to</b>) and don't let yourself be rushed or pushed into something you can't undo, only to find out later that you didn't have all the facts and might have decided differently. That would be a horrible regret to live with.