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Cushing's Awareness Challenge - Day 10 - Would you say something?

I was out today and saw a girl that looked like she might have Cushing's.  I was trying to decide if I wanted or could say something to her, incase she has never heard of it.  My mom has done it before, just telling people to look it up, but I have never done it.  I'm afraid of offending someone, or getting emotional about it in front of a stranger.

I had an opportunity when she got in line behind me, but I was still having a hard time with it, and ended up not saying anything.  I know that many people with Cushing's that have no problem going up to strangers and giving them information but today, I just didn't have the guts.

What would you have done?  Have you ever approached a stranger about this or something else that could be uncomfortable?

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  1. I've gotten in the habit of passing out brochures. I just say I'm trying raise awareness about this disease (I may say I have it even) and then it won't be like you were just mentioning it because they were overweight!

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    1. That's a great idea! I was thinking maybe getting business cards with my website on them so people can see what Cushing's is.

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