* hyperglycemia at 12 (low blood sugar)
* massive arthritis by 14 (that was painful!)
* depression set in at 15 (fun, right?)
* a dozen ovarian cysts by 17 (at 17!!)
* colon cancer by 19 (I know, crazy).
By then, I was lucky to have one bowel movement every 2 weeks. (Hope that’s not too much information!) Yeah… I was a mess. Sick. And depressed. I was hard on myself, had no one to turn to and didn’t know any other way of life.