Imagine being fit and healthy all your life and then suddenly becoming ill...I thought it was the flu, and weight loss, well, who doesn't like that? I like being slim. I blamed it on stress, for god's sake my cat had cancer and my boyfriend was having lung surgery...who wouldn't feel like crap? I should have known better...I felt strange for a few months, it took all my energy to teach my classes and come home and rest on the couch...as I walked to the car my heart rate would race - sky high. I figured I had been slacking on the cardio lately, nothing could possibly be wrong with me. We were in the busiest season at the Hotel, the Ritz Carlton Kapalua and had to bring my A game at all times, I must be 5 star at all times, how could this be happening?...I can feel my body twitching and I am so darn tired after only two yoga classes. I hoped no one else would schedule any privates this week...I need to rest more. So this is how 44 years old feels? I used to be able to teach 5 classes a day and do 5 massages a day. I was shocked how fast old age was creeping up on me. I finally got home and went straight to bed...for three days. I had a fever of 103 and I was coughing, it was the flu, it had to be, all the signs were there. I finally managed to drag myself out of bed. I should get some cough medicine, but not the lame stuff from Longs. This time I needed the good stuff, the one with codeine. I made an appointment with my doctor. I got myself there, no shower, in my PJ's..they weigh me in 118lbs, (I am usually 136lbs), my fever 100, my resting heart rate 125....what!! It is usually 56 a number I have been proud of all my life. What the heck is going on. They draw blood and I have my urine sample tested...the doctor is not happy. He says I am malnourished, in ketosis, my liver enzymes are up very high...and what is this?.. my thyroid gland is off the charts. So much for the flu. I get i.v. fluids for an hour. My doctor takes pity on me and lets me go home, but I have to come back for more fluids in the morning...this sucks. All I want is the cough medicine with codeine....please let me have some so I can sleep through this nightmare. The next day, still disoriented and feverish, the doctor orders a chest x-ray, just to be sure...he is not happy again..."young lady you have pneumonia and some abnormal growth, you need to get a CT scan immediately!" "On your way out, go the pharmacy and pick up your medicines and be sure to do everything the pharmacist tells you." Five medicines....I was shocked, but at least I got the good cough medicine! The CT scan shows pneumonia for certain and some other growth, but it is uncertain. "Come back in four weeks so we can re-test." Four weeks....what?