Lack of Energy

It seems to me a rare occurrence to have an average level of vitality. Sure, sometimes I have plenty, like at a concert, but largely, my days seem to drag on with needing to catch my breath after a brisk walk upstairs. It's certainly not age, as I'm not close to old enough, plus even younger days were similarly, yet less so, effected. I'm heavier than I was a few years ago, maybe a bit overweight, but certainly not fat. So far, it's been a mystery as to any cause.

My roommate and close friends recommend I see a doctor. I believe this is a good idea, though with my recent experience, I wonder about the efficacy of this move. Aside from the dentist, every doctor visit this year and last was wasted money. Clearly I need a new doctor. Along with that, a physical, the works, as I haven't had anything of the sort in at least seven years.

Looking online has brought on some funny remarks with serious undertones. I didn't do this myself, rather my roommate has. He had said many things before, but most recently, he told me it was Ondine's Curse. Nevermind the rarity of such a disease, in all likelihood, I'd already be dead. Plus, it's almost always genetic. There's noone who's ever mentioned any hereditary disease like this one. I give him credit, though, as he's lived with me for nearly three years; and if anyone is aware of any conditions I might have, he's it. So I take his underlying message with me, and get ready to see a new doctor very soon.