Lila Mae, my tiny little friend.

Lila Mae is only 10 mm big and for such a tiny size, she sure knows how to make havoc.
Lila Mae has been my constant companion this last year, and maybe even longer. It's hard to tell.
With Lila Mae, I'm nauseaus, weepy, indecisive, heavy, tiny, without appetite, with severe headache, forgetful, anxious, fatigued, hormonal, weak, and apathetic.
It's not really Lila Mae's fault but I don't know why she chose to set up house in my pituitary gland. Shouldn't a tumor know better than to mess with a girls hormones?
Next week I will consult with an authority about evicting this tenant of mine. We will do what is in the best interest of me, obviously. It could be that Lila Mae will remain my companion and we just hope to keep her in check via medications. It could be that Lila Mae is really rather damaging and will continue to be a pain so we'll kick her to the curb. Either way, knowing that Lila Mae exists, answers a lot of questions and helps me to make sense of my last year.