WOW, I guess my reaction is similar to everyone else's. It is ironic though, because just the other day as I was leaving a particularly HARROWING and IRRITATING appointment at the hospital (the usual i am sure you all know, endless waiting, no conclusions on anything, and of course, wonderful pft's) ANYWAY i was thinking about how I hated cf, how i would just love to see what it would be like to never have it, to have never had it in high school when i could have smoked pot and cigarettes and still play lacrosse the next day, to have never had it all those times i missed so much school, and then i thought "wow, i really and truly wouldn't be me." My family would be different, my parents probably wouldnt have the kind of appreciation they have for thier/our lives, I just wouldn't be me. I consider myself a self-confident, emotionally aware and happy person who, for someone who is 20 years old, has the ability to put almost anything in perspective and enjoy my life no matter what happens (although the cf related incidents still of course, take the cake as being often hard to perspect-ify). I dont mean to sound concieted but my point it that the things i am proud of most in my character are the qualities that are there mostly in part because of CF and what i have had to struggle to understand. I thought, while i was driving out of the hospital, that in a twisted way those of us who this particular kind of problem in our lives: illness, are in a way blessed. It is a kind of pain and difficulty unlike any other kind of pain that can be external, and you cannot really ever understand it unless you have it. I have peace in my head and heart about what is important in life, and some people can never say that thier whole lives. Does that answer your question?