After two months of feeling discouraged, my hope was reignited today following a call with my dietician, Jack, who also happens to be a biochem rock star savant. If I could only work with one medical practitioner for the rest of my life, he would be my choice, hands down. Last March, we left our... Continue Reading →
It’s Mitochondria, Not Hypochondria
It's been quite awhile. How have you been? I hope you're doing well, or at least as well as can be expected with the current state of the world. Five years ago, I left Easter brunch early. After seeing my ghastly complexion and hearing my wet, hacking cough, my family suggested I go to the... Continue Reading →