I just had that conversation this morning with my doctor. I just got back from the hospital a half-hour ago, and nothing will make me happier than to replicate the DNA of my amazing husband. I'm optimistic.

I did as much research as I could and I took ownership of this illness, because if you don't take care of your body, where are you going to live?

It's been an incredible odyssey to make the journey from a vibrantly healthy person to someone with a chronic illness.

I still when I wake up hit the ground running; and having an illness, I'm only one of hundreds of thousands of people that live with an illness, and I'm just in awe of the bravery and dignity of the people I see at the hospital.

Concealing an illness is like keeping a beach ball under water.

Happiness is the best cosmetic.

I never expected in a million years that I would have the honor to become an advocate of women's health care and education, and I'd dive on a live grenade to get this message out, so thank you for this forum.