The aftermath of the breakup with Friedrich was tumultuous, to say the least. Determined to forge my own path, I made the bold decision to pursue a career in medicine. Initially met with reluctance from my father, his support wavered in the face of strong opposition from our family and community. It was a bitter contest, one that soon erupted into a national outcry.

However, despite the obstacles and the weight of societal expectations, my father eventually relented and stood by me in my pursuit of higher education. The university, a bastion of liberalism in a conservative era, welcomed me without difficulty in the fall of 1868. The sense of responsibility weighing upon me is immense. I am acutely aware that my journey is not just about personal ambition but about breaking new pathways for women like myself.

In a letter to a friend, I poured out my hopes and fears. Will I succeed in this endeavor? The responsibility I have taken upon myself is great, for I feel that I stand here not just for myself, but for my entire sex. Failure is not an option, for to falter would be to become a curse upon my gender.

Today, I find myself reflecting on the challenges that lay before me as I embark on my journey to become a physician. As the first Swiss woman daring to pursue medicine in my own homeland, I face obstacles that seem insurmountable. Unlike my foreign counterparts, I am held to a higher admission standard, and my desire to practice medicine in Switzerland itself is met with skepticism and resistance.

Critics echo sentiments heard in distant lands, questioning my temperament, physical strength, and suitability for a profession deemed reserved for men. They argue that I am abandoning my rightful place in the home to pursue what they consider a man's vocation. It is disheartening to hear such sentiments, as if my dreams and ambitions are somehow less valid because of my gender.

Born into a conservative farm town in Arrgau, I was raised in a family that valued books and education. At seventeen, I was engaged to Friedrich Erismann, a man who encouraged my intellectual and political interests. However, following the breakup of our engagement, I resolved to pursue my passion for medicine, despite the societal pressures and expectations placed upon me.

It is a daunting journey that lies ahead, but I am determined to defy the odds and prove that a Swiss woman can indeed excel in the field of medicine. With courage and determination, I will strive to overcome the obstacles that stand in my way and pave the path for future generations of women.

The workload at the university is proving to be challenging, but contrary to expectations, I find myself thriving. Soon after my arrival, I begin to forge friendships with fellow students, including Dimock, Forel, and Bokova. The reception I receive fills me with ecstasy. The rector is like a guardian angel to me, and the professors are all extremely friendly. What warms my heart even more is how decently the male students treat the women.

In the midst of my studies, I have the pleasure of meeting Albert Heim, a future geology professor, who will later become my husband after my graduation. But it is my relationship with Miss Dimock, whom I now call my faithful companion, that truly deepens. We make plans to visit my family and hike in the mountains over the holidays. Together, we confide in each other, sharing our hopes and fears. Dimock and I are probably the best in the entire anatomy class, a fact that brings us both pride and solidarity.

The parting between Dimock and me upon her completion of her studies in 1871 is painful beyond words. It feels like a part of me is dying, for we may never see each other again. However, I take solace in Dimock's success in her examination for the medical degree. She ably defends her thesis under the gynecologist Adolf Gusserow, earning praise for her energy and steady persistence.

It is heartening to see women like Dimock breaking barriers and proving that it is possible for us to excel in the field of medicine without losing our female character. I am grateful for the support I receive from my colleagues and mentors, especially the male students who have helped smooth the way for their female companions.

Shortly after my arrival in Zurich, fate intervenes in a most unexpected way. I meet Albert Heim, a future geology professor, who will later become my husband after my graduation. Little did I know then that our paths would intertwine so closely, leading to a lifetime of shared dreams and aspirations.

In Zurich itself, I make history as the first woman in my country to be allowed to practice medicine. The journey is arduous, but the satisfaction of breaking new ground fills me with immense pride. Despite the demands of a very large practice, I find fulfillment in raising three children alongside my beloved Albert. Together, we navigate the joys and challenges of parenthood, cherishing each moment as a precious gift.

But my contributions extend beyond the confines of our home. I play a pivotal role in founding a nursing school and take charge of the children's ward at an associated hospital. Through these endeavors, I hope to make a lasting impact on the healthcare landscape of Switzerland, ensuring that future generations receive the care and compassion they deserve.

In time, I become one of the best-known citizens of Switzerland, a testament to the resilience and determination of women like myself who dare to defy convention and carve out their own destinies.