Day 7: I love that I got to go to CF camp as a kid. It is one of the most treasured experiences of my life. I went to camp from the age 7-14, then I cultured Cepacia so I went to a CF camp designed just for the handful of us who had cepacia. I went to "Cepacia Camp" for about another 3 years. After that Cepacia Camp lost it's funding/support. Sometimes I am glad I grew up in a time where science hadn't caught up to CF, that might sound crazy but before the CF community became hyper-sensitive to cross infection. It was more about quality of life for us. It was a time where personal face to face relationships with other CFers was encouraged & Some of my fondest memories are from spending time with other CFers and sharing germs, hahaha.
Here are just a few pics from CF camp
I won a hula hoop contest. . .I hula hooped over an hour
These are a few of my CF friends I think of often and miss
We were assigned counselors and we all shared a HUGE military style tent with beds & sleeping bags
I am happy for advances in treatments, medicine and antibiotics, but it came at a cost and for those of who lived in the good ol' days, we know the price.
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