Ah Teenage romance... May my kids not know what that is until they're 35.But in that book, the girl had an appendicitis attack and had to have surgery. She made it seem so glamorous and I was enthralled! That every time and I mean every time I had stomach ailments of any kind, I assumed that I had it. Usually it turned out to be something... well let's just say... quite different... and harmless.
Earlier this week I had a pain in my abdomen that concerned me a great deal. In fact, it incorporated itself into my dreams... Weird huh? The next day, it persisted.
I did a google search on my symptoms. It was either fibroids, endometriosis, constipation, gall stones, IBS or if I fudged on where I felt the pain, appendicitis. After much comparing and agonizing, and ignoring my husbands advice to not diagnose myself via the internet, I decided that it must be gall stones.
I also decided, after I blogged about it of course... that if the pain kept up the next day, I'd go get checked out by the doctor.
Oh dear, how were we going to afford this if I had to go in for surgery? How much would insurance pay? Would we have to put a jar down at the local convenience store to help pay for the costs? If I died, was there enough life insurance money on me for my husband to find a maid/nanny until he could get remarried?
Well, by the afternoon that I had thought about getting checked out, the pain had gotten less and less and had virtually disappeared.
I guess I'm ok. And the reason for the pain was probably...something...else.
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Shane has that problem sometimes, and I always tell him, "OMG! That was something else!" Of course, that never happens to me. ;)
Isn't it funny how the smallest thing can start an avalanche of worry?!
Glad you aren't dying. We would miss you.
I am so with you on this one. I tried a couple of times to self diagnosis on the internet too. Hubby told me the same thing: stop and let the doctors do it for you. Of course by the time I see a doctor, the pain isn't as bad and I feel stupid for going (this happen to me today too!).
I always think I have appendicitis, but I never actually have right side pain EVER. It is always on the left. It's weird.
I am glad you are alright. When you have a pain of any kind, we always think the worse, but a persisting pain should always be checked out. Have a nice weekend.
I'm glad that you are better. But thank you for sharing, your pain made me smile. No wait, I mean the way that you said it made me smile.
Have a great and pain free weekend!
There is nothing like google for helping along all diagnosis'... I mean, Dr's should be happily living it up on white beaches now that Google is doing it all for them ;)
I am a Google hypochondriac. I had a stomach pain recently. I was sure it was ovarian cancer or colon cancer. It turned out to be constipation.
since the advent of the internet I bet there has been an incredible increase in the amount of hypochondriacs. I'm the same way too -- and the problem is just like you say it - there are always at least 10 horrific diseases that match the symptoms
Since the internet has been invented my daughter has been able to diagnose herself with all sorts of things. lol
I diagnose myself with crap all the time. For reals. It's scary.
Also, yeah, I think the pain was a "fart caught crosswise." Yep. That's something the eMIL says.
I used to be a hypochondriac, when I was little. Now, I'm the opposite. I NEVER go in when I should. I had an ovarian cyst burst this past summer and had horrible internal bleeding and was in shock for 11 hours because I insisted I wanted to see MY DOCTOR and would see no other and would wait until she was available, thank you very much! Two of my three sisters called to apologize for traumatizing me when I was younger and calling me a hypochondriac as a little girl! They thought they broke me, because this isn't the first time something like this happened. Again, in March, my whole right side was numb and I could feel nothing internally for over 24 hours before the nurse at nurse triage talked me into coming in to see ANY doctor (because, again, my doctor was unavailable and now my name is apparently flagged on the nurse triage board...). They found out I have M.S. Sigh. So, there IS a time when you should go in...and a time when hypochondriacs, for fear of being hypochondriacs, swing too far the other way!!!! But, how do you know IF YOU'RE A HYPOCHONDRIAC???? That is the question...
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