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Woke up fatigued this morning. All I can think of that was different was drinking a beer too close to bedtime.
The GI appointment yesterday went OK; she asked a bunch of questions and listened to my guts a bit, then said I should call to schedule an upper endoscopy to make sure there aren't any structural abnormalities. She also thinks there's something hormonal going on and I should get it checked out. I guess I'll call Planned Parenthood and see if they can diagnose more complicated things, or if I need to go to a GYN for that.
I wish this whole nonsense would go away. I want my mornings back. I want to go to Pilates class, but it's in half an hour, and I'm already too tired/fatigued to spend 75 minutes on a mat exerting my muscles.
I hate this.
The GI appointment yesterday went OK; she asked a bunch of questions and listened to my guts a bit, then said I should call to schedule an upper endoscopy to make sure there aren't any structural abnormalities. She also thinks there's something hormonal going on and I should get it checked out. I guess I'll call Planned Parenthood and see if they can diagnose more complicated things, or if I need to go to a GYN for that.
I wish this whole nonsense would go away. I want my mornings back. I want to go to Pilates class, but it's in half an hour, and I'm already too tired/fatigued to spend 75 minutes on a mat exerting my muscles.
I hate this.
