Dr., Dr. Give Me Some News:

Also-one reason I haven't been blogging lately is that I've been so run down! For the past 4 weeks I have felt drained of all energy, nauseous and dizzy after eating, and just plain tired! So, naturally, I go to the internet to self-diagnose!

Gone are the old days of hypochondria and here are the new days of cyberchondria! Yes, cyberchondria...for those who aren't familiar with the term...it means exactly how it sounds: the crazies stemming from internet health info. (yes that is the medical definition-lol)! I actually went online today and looked up hypochondria and the symptoms...this is what most people should be looking up instead of their so-called illnesses. Hypochondria is actually a symptom of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. But, if you have hypochondria, do you really have OCD or are you be a hypochondriac about it? Who knows. Whether it's hypo or cyber, it's the same deal...living in fear that any minor ache or pain is actually a sign of a life threatening disease.

Back to my feeling yucky. By the way, I looked up hypo and cyber chondria because when I looked up my symptoms of dizziness, nausea, etc. the internet suggested I had any one of the following (not all are listed):

cancer
blood clot in the brain
blood clot in the heart
mini-stroke

So, considering all these possible illnesses, I decided the internet health sites suck. But, what drives me so badly to look up a symptom when I feel ill? The first place I go is the internet! And, the next place I go is into crazy town in my mind. So, off to the doctor I go...today is my appointment. I'm wondering how many days I have left to live! What's so awful is that after reading all the internet sites, I have mentally prepared myself for anything that he might suggest is the cause. Like I always say...better to be prepared for the worst. I know, that's a great motto to live by...and that's why I'm living in an OCD type of fantasy land. Although, I thought fantasy land would actually be cool stuff, not weirdo type stuff.

I actually went to the doctor last week (my now old doctor) and he sent me to a nurse to have my blood taken. The chick was the only person working there to do blood/urine work...and I was 1 of 2 patients there...so not busy. She not only took a personal phone call and told the person to hang on and set the phone right beside me where the caller could hear in detail how my blood wasn't flowing and hear me squeal when she hurt me! The lady poked me once and couldn't get anything, then poked me in the hand! Ouch...the hand hurts! Now, I have a half-dollar sized bruise there. So, I have found a new doctor!

I will keep this illness junk updated once I know....so, so long for now!!