Dear People Who Think I am Lazy

Hey y'all!
I have not been feeling all that great lately again unfortunately. I can't catch my breath and my pulse ox is running 88-91. So to make things simple....I just want to lay in bed all day and sleep. That seems to be the number one thing that people without CF do not understand. They do not understand that we are not being lazy. We simply need days to catch our breath. Even my friends do not understand. They say I need to get out more and get up and do something and to stop being lazy. Even if I explain that I do not feel good, they seem to think that getting up and doing something will magically make me better. In other words....they just think I'm being lazy. It is really aggravating. Especially since they do not understand. This is coming from people who stop their whole lives for a cold. So this is a note to those people who think I'm lazy:

Dear people who just think I'm being lazy,
Please do not pretend to understand how I feel and then criticize me. Sometimes I do not feel good. Sometimes my oxygen is low. Sometimes I'm so sleepy that I cannot get out of bed. Sometimes I cannot breathe and have cough attacks that leave me gasping for air. I am not being lazy. I am not "pulling the sick card." I am sick. Sorry that you do not understand that. Unfortunately I barely have good days. I do not bother you when you lay in bed for days because you have a cold or when you complain loudly when you cannot stop coughing from the cold. Why must you bother me about what I do? Just leave me be, let me have my sick days, my "lazy" days. I do the best I can. I can promise you there are days when I feel like absolute crap but I am still out there going to class, walking tons, cleaning, making dinner, babysitting, all without complaining. You have no idea what it feels like to have to stop and rest after walking for a couple minutes because you're out of breath. You focus on you and I will focus on me.
Love,
Chelsea

It's 3 o' clock in the morning, sleeping is boring

Hey y'all! I can never sleep at night anymore it seems. It sucks because I'm so gosh darn tired. So here I am at this absurd hour, watching The Perks of Being a Wallflower writing this blog post and generally feeling like death. Despite being on IV antibiotics, it seems like I am getting sicker.  My lungs hurt, pretty bad actually. I keep having awful cough attacks. You CFers know what I'm talking about. Those attacks where you just can't stop coughing and you feel like you're going to puke and it leaves you gasping for air at the end for like 5 minutes. I just typed all that while having one of those said attacks.  Skills, my friends, skills. I woke up to a soaking wet apartment again yesterday. But the guys came in immediately to vacuum up the water and tell me what they are going to do. Well they might be fixing this apartment but I'm getting out of the place. After having to put my rain boots on just to get to my kitchen, I spent the rest of the morning at the library in a comfy chair with my laptop looking on craigslist. After standing in my kitchen later on that night cooking dinner and realizing a pipe in there was leaking, I was absolutely fed up. So I am spending the whole day today, you know once the sun comes up, riding around looking for an apartment. I will not return home until I find one.  I'll let y'all know how it goes. I also have a dinner date and I'm all for some free food. So all in all, a good day shall be had I suppose. I finished The Fault in our Stars and I must admit that I bawled like a baby. I still highly recommend it though. My port is still hurting and now my shoulder on that side hurts. Seems like one thing after another. Story of my life actually. But I will not let it get me down. I'm still holding out hope that a rich Prince Charming will swoop in to save me from my life right now, and preferably take me to a dry apartment. This post is just a sleepless rant  that jumps all over the place. I'm sorry y'all.

Fall Break!

Well I've been on fall break these past two days and I thought I would enjoy what every college kid dreams of: 4 whole glorious days of sleep. No such luck. First, I was roped into going to family day lunch with my little sister and babysitting my baby brother. Secondly, my mom decided to sign me up to make cupcakes for my little sister's school fall carnival. Now I do love baking so this was not such a horrible thing for me to do. I decided to do two batches. Halloween cupcakes with sprinkles for the kids to decorate and I made chocolate cupcakes with ghosts on top. This is a little sample of my ghost cupcakes:

They were a hit.  My duties did not stop there. I also had to help get my little sister and brother ready. I put together both costumes (being the creative one in the family gets a little tiring). The fall carnival was a blast. I got college kid wasted on some cotton candy (meaning I simply ate cotton candy until I wanted to puke). Here's some picture of my little siblings in their Halloween best:

Now I have to figure out just what I'm going to be for Halloween. I don't like costumes that show off my stomach because of my awful g-tube scar. So after hours on Pinterest, I have narrowed my options down to two: A toddlers and tiaras girl or Juno and Bleaker(courtesy of my boyfriend who will dress up like a nerd if I want him to. So sweet!)