Back in the late nineties I found myself suffering unimaginable fatigue, nausea and constant interrupted sleep brought on by the excruciating pain in my stomach. My physician conducted some investigative blood work which appeared completely normal. Finally, upon my insistence, she suggested an ultrasound. That revealed a ten centimeter mass in the tail of my pancreas.
All my life, I stayed away from society, even while living in it. In Switzerland, where I lived, it appeared that everyone was acting like robots; people seemed cold and insensitive. I was not able to get a human touch and had no real close friendships or social network. Depression quickly reached me and I attempted suicide at the age of 14. I became a robot myself, living in a bubble for 35 years.
When I opened my eyes on the morning of January 19, 2010, I never would have thought that my life would change forever, but it did. That morning I had all the classic signs of a heart attack and was rushed to the Emergency Room. After four days in the Cardiac ICU, my doctor informed me I had Hashimoto’s Thyroiditis, an autoimmune disease that makes the body believe its thyroid is a foreign entity and try to kill it, triggering the thyroid to fight for survival.