As I woke up in the hospital there were tubes down my throat and I couldn't stop choking. The smell of rubbing alcohol and iodine was stagnant in the room. The tape holding down my IV stung my hand as I turned. "Don't move, Elisa. Don't move. We're not quite finished with the heart scan yet." I heard the nurse tell the doctor about the time constraint of my light sedation. The original heart scan, that I received while in my primary care physician's office was ruled unclear because my chest wall was too large for clear imaging. The uncontrollable gagging and the sense of suffocation were both reminders that I was too large for conventional techniques. When did my addiction to food turn into a medical crisis? I am only 28 years old, and I'm being told my heart has minor leaking on two valves. I have heart disease. This interractive workbook answers 2 major questions doctors and counselors failed to address: "Why do I not make time for my health," and "What do I make time for?" Food addicts are very good with details, yet we have a hard time with application of our knowledge. Why is that? Expose the reasons by completing this workbook.