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Ever since childhood I have been overweight. Over the years it progressively got worse. I’ve tried every diet anyone could think of, I’ve joined the gym, did exercise, the works. Absolutely nothing could help me. 5 years ago I woke up one morning with a blind spot in my left eye. I made a visit with the eye doctor, and he simply could not figure it out. I was referred to doctor after doctor, and put through test after test. Within a year’s time I was stuck with more needles than anyone should ever have to endure in their whole life. The final test was them putting me in the hospital where they inserted a needle into my brain to monitor the pressure of the spinal fluid for 24 hours. During those 24 hours I could not get up, meaning I could not walk around, could not use the bathroom, etc. It was 24 hours, 27 hours actually, of absolute hell. As if this were not bad enough, I was told they would shave a 2 inch section of my hair to insert the needle. It was not until I got home and looked in the mirror that I discovered that nearly half of my head was shaved. At the risk of sounding vain, I was 22 years old, had long full hair, and there were very little ways that I could hide this. It was beyond devastating. I was told by my surgeon that “LOOKS ARE NOT EVERYTHING” and I should get over it. Needless to say I never saw him again. Eventually I was diagnosed with having Pseudo tumor Cerebri. A condition that is typical in young, overweight, white females. It is a condition that affects the spinal fluid and can damage peripheral vision if not treated. I was put on medication, heavy medication. It was medication that caused me to feel like someone else, something else. I could not think and I was lethargic; I didn’t want to do anything. I hated being alive. My neurologist however did not accept this diagnosis. After visiting almost every top doctor in
