We've reached the time of the year that the temperature starts to drop and reaching for a sweatshirt and a jacket as you leave the house is the norm. Fall has officially arrived here and on one beautiful day recently, I put on my hiking boots, a comfortable pair of jeans, a warm hoodie, and a hat, and headed out for a hike on a neighborhood mountain foothill trail.

My health journey has been a winding path, not a straight line. There are days when I feel like I'm on a smooth, clear trail, making steady progress and feeling confident. Other days, the path is steep and overgrown, making every step a struggle. Sometimes a fork appears, and I have to choose a different way, only to find it merges back into the main path later on.

It is a bright and sunny morning. Everything at work is going well, at least as well as it can at work. My work is getting completed and all is well with the world. I had a delicious breakfast, so my belly was content. A couple of hours into the work day my stomach starts to feel "strange". I can't seem to pinpoint what seems to be upsetting your stomach.