I use to wonder how many diseases it would take before I’d be placed into The Guinness Book of World Records. In nine years, I’d been diagnosed with clinical depression, high blood pressure, type II diabetes, PCOS, endometriosis, obesity, adult cystic acne, ocular hypertension leading to possible glaucoma, sarcoid uveitis, metabolic disease, and panic attacks. This is the same person who just a few years prior had been a cheerleader, worked out sometimes twice a day, taught Jazzercise, and used free time biking, walking or roller blading along the lakefront downtown Chicago.… Continue Reading