Then in a few months my chest would be split open to take out the Thymus gland I no longer needed. Leaving a scar running from the hollow of my throat, down the valley of my breasts like a zipper. I was weak, scared, and in pain but most of all I was...
It's not every day that you learn you have a rare brain condition. The day that I heard I did, was a changing day for me - it changed my whole world; my whole life.
