The Past: “Treatment Tapping Time!”
I was thinking today about what it was like for me in the past compared to now. So I decided to start a series of posts that reminisce to my younger days with CF. I remember my smiling dad saying cheerily every day “TREATMENT TAPPING TIME” Tapping of course was our name for chest PT, and somehow he thought both the alliteration and saying it like it was snack time or play time made it seem better than what it was. Sometimes we’d play games while I did my nebulizer. And we would watch whatever I wanted while he did my Chest PT. I had a mask instead of the mouthpiece because I hated the taste of everything. And my nebulizer was about twice the size of the one I have now. Of course, I tried to avoid it every day. I would cry and my mom would pretend to call the doctor at which point I would shove the mask on my face with a pout. I complained that the Tobi tasted bad. I complained that the tapping hurt. I complained that I just wanted to sleep. To get me to be compliant we made a chart. Every time I did my vest 10 times, I got to go to the local candy store, Skinners, and get whatever I wanted. Sometimes I got $10 worth of candy which...
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