What do you see when you look at me?
Take a look, what do you see? A cheeky toddler? A “normal” happy child? Nothing out of the ordinary?
Looks can be deceiving. Behind my beautiful smile I am having the fight of my life. I am fighting for every single breath!
My condition is invisible, but it’s there.
What you won’t see when you look at me are the medicines and nebulisers, and the hours of physio I endure to stay “Well”.
You will not see the days I’ve spent in hospital and the surgeries I have undergone.
You won’t see the agony I’ve been through and the pain I still have to face.
I am only small, but already my body bears the marks of my battles, battles I took on and won.
Looks can be deceiving, I’m having the fight of my life…….. for my life.
I am fighting Cystic Fibrosis.