Sorry you are frustrated at not finding relief. Good luck in foreign travel. Only advice i can give is to be wary of miracle claims. Stem cell transplant by foreign docs at low cost has been popular recently. Seen a few that didn’t work out the way the patient expected, horrific outcomes.Yeah ... I think 30 years of hearing:
It's just your hormones. You'll have you get used to it.
There's NO way you could be having those problems.
That's normal. You just need to get used to it.
You're just depressed ... Anxious ... A hypochondriac ... Here take these pills and get used to it.
You just need to go to therapy. They will help you get used to it.
Well it hasn't killed you yet so it can't be that bad.
You don't look sick.
You're just drug-seeking stop going to doctors looking for pills. (I have NEVER darkened the door of a doctor's office WANTING more pills. Quite the contrary I WANT OFF all this **** they have me on.)
Go out in your backyard. And dip your food in oil so it will go down your esophagus easier. And be sure to chew each bite 42 times. (In all fairness I did not ask if I was supposed to eat in the backyard or just sit out there in between meals.I also did not ask the significance of the 42 times. It seems like "chew your food well" might have been the more adult thing to say but that still doesn't address any of the problems I was sent to her to address.
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If I had a nickel for every time a western doctor has blown me off (but they sure as hell still take my co-pay) I'd have more money that Jeff Bezos.
While I've ALWAYS had fatigue problems (when Scott and I were running around all over the state shooting matches every weekend I slept in the car to and from the matches. What time I wasn't at work or at a match I was at home IN BED because I couldn't function otherwise. Nobody knew but Scott. I "looked" perfectly healthy to every other person on the planet. But the truth is I was barely hanging in by my fingernails.)
All that was the status quo for years but now I'm getting worse. 2 hours, 3 at the most, up moving around and I am ruint for the rest of the day. I literally take care of my animals (approximately 1 hour every day on average), go thru the mail and pay what bills we have when they come in and maybe do a half hour or so of housework and I am trashed for the rest of the day. And that's on a good day.
I can either continue banging my head against the wall here or I can go travel the world and bang my head on the wall. I'm thinking a change of scenery is in order.
