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Doctors....

 I thought doctors were supposed to help people.  I had my Endochronologist appointment today and felt dismissed.  I practically begged for help and got nowhere.  

I have Hashimoto's.  I'm post-menopausal. I have diabetes. I have PCOS.  You would think they would want to offer me as many options as possible, at least to get their co-pays out of me.  Nope...eat less, move more.  FUCK YOU!

I had tried earlier to get into a Metobolic Center, but my insurance wouldn't cover it.  I get new insurance in January...gonna try then.  Something has to change. 

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