What thoughts run across your mind when you encounter someone coughing and coughing away in public? The other day I’d stopped at a little hole-in-the-wall restaurant to grab something to eat before grocery shopping. It wasn’t a diet friendly place, but I figured the harm of the extra calories wasn’t as bad as going to the grocery hungry and bringing home things I shoudn’t eat for an entire week. As I sat down there was only one other family in the restaurant. It seemed to be a set of grandparents, their daughter, and their teenage granddaughter. The grandfather started coughing. It was the kind of cough it almost hurts to even hear. It was a deep cough and sounded as if his insides were rattling. His family was leaping up to get him napkins to cough into. Every time he tried to take a full breath, the coughing would start again. My first thought was to reach for my hand sanitizer. We had been at the counter ordering at the same time. The last thing I need is some sort of respira
Stories from the battle to cure Hermansky-Pudlak Syndrome, and other observations about every day life