My Time in Grad School

I blinked and it was over. It was three years, two degrees, a marriage, and a baby. My time in grad school was, of course, defined (mostly) by the pandemic, but it also proved to me that “I could do it.” …I need to eyeroll a little because I graduated twice… Way back in 2018,...
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I am a Dad!

What a surreal couple of days! Darcy safely delivered our baby boy, Kaspar Fitzwilliam Esiason, into the world, and when it happened, we both couldn’t stop crying. The rush of emotion was like nothing I have ever felt, and I’m not sure I even have an adequate vocabulary to describe it all. Both Darcy and...
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Two Years Without a Pulmonary Exacerbation

It feels funny writing about this. Maybe it’s my new normal – hopefully it is! Last year I wrote about hitting the one year free of a pulmonary exacerbation milestone. It was the second time I hit it since starting Trikfata (the first came during the clinical trial, but was separated from the second time...
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