It’s that pumpkin spice time of year, and I have to admit I get about as excited about it as the next fall-obsessed girl. Who can really say why we get such unreasonable pleasure from orange drinks sprinkled with cinnamon and nutmeg? Who can say what leads us to partake before it even remotely feels like fall? I admit it; it was 90 degrees out when I had my first. Or if pumpkin flavored yogurt could actually be good? (I haven’t brought myself to try it yet.)

I’ve spent years learning exactly why myself, my family, and my friends can go to countless doctors with symptoms, and walk away with no answers.  Whether we’re told nothing is wrong when we know we feel like crap, or dismissively written a prescription that doesn’t seem to fix the problem, it’s frustrating. But what’s most…… Continue reading