So I'm a bit of a hypochondriac. Well, a LOT of a hypochondriac haha!
You name an illness, I have it. And, if I can't figure out a way I could have it, I'll worry myself sick that I start to feel the symptoms. Oh dear.
I've had quite a few dealings with websites such as the likes of Net Doctor, so no wonder I'm such a paranoid state! The smallest lump, bump, cut or pain and it's likely to tell you you've got a tumour. In fact, I can't remember exactly what it was, but I once typed something to do with my foot in and it'd linked it somehow to my brain or some other un-connected organ! It's mental. And dangerous.
If you've got a problem, have some calpol and rest for a week. That's my new solution.
Bye bye Net 'Doctory' type websites!
I am a bit strange in the way that if I start to feel ill, I'll self-diagnose myself with something; I'll self-diagnose myself with something that deep down, I know is 10 times worse than it could ever be. I go in the frame of mind that if you think it's something BAD, anything less is a bonus. It's a strange way of thinking, but it seems to work for me. This way of looking at it covers everything aswell. It covers every angle and I feel like it prepares me for everything.
I'm trying a new approach now though. I've resigned myself to the fact that nobody ever feels 100% due to the odd ache, cut or pain. So, here goes, unless I feel like I'm reaching the end of my life, I'm not going to worry.
(I'll try my best.)
I've realised you don't die THAT easily...
