AsI turned thirty, I knew something was wrong with me physically. I was deathly ill. My thirties were spent at the Mayo Clinic or other doctor’s offices, getting diagnosed with MCAS, POTS, Ehlers-Danlos, hypophosphatasia, and lots of other painful stuff, like small fiber neuropathy. I failed to respond to all MCAS treatments, so as a last resort, at the age of forty, I was put on daily chemotherapy pills that caused water weight and major weight gain. I went from being cute to invisible. It was very hard on the soul, and all it did was make me gain a bunch of weight; it increased my small fiber neuropathy tenfold. I was in agony. I stopped chemo after three years of trying.
Computer Vision: Self-Driving Car Perception in a Nutshell
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