I worry about myself...
Got myself thinking that I hope for damned sure that the doctor finds something tomorrow so that I at least have an inkling of what is wrong with me or better yet hopefully I'll find out exactly what is wrong even if I don't know the fix... I can deal with that later.
Having spent much of the past 10 months dealing with one issue or another to what seemed like no avail I got to thinking "Hey, I am not a hypochondriac." Then I got to wonder about the origins of the term. Let me enlighten you...
The term hypochondria comes from the Greek hypo- (below) and chondros (cartilage - of the breast bone). The term was originally used to describe unidentifiable stomach pains. It was thought by ancient Greek physicians that such pains were caused by the movement of the spleen, an organ located near the hypochondrium (the upper region of the abdomen just below the ribs on either side of the epigastrium).
I read this and then realized that my mystery side pain was determined to be rib cartilage related and was termed to be costochondritis. See how that plays into the "chondros" part of it. Egads! Perhaps I am a hypochondriac afterall?
And then the whole term *hypochondria* was used to describe "unidentifiable stomach pains" which is what I'm having now. (Though I seriously hope that they are identified.) Egads Part Deux! Perhaps I am a hypochondriac afterall?
Just poking some true fun at myself cuz I'm that type of gal. I do not seriously think I'm a hypochondriac. I just play one on the internet...
Kathy
Kathy
That was a good laugh. Funny, funny! I actually know a hypochondriac and you're not close to what she is in any way. She drives me nuts and it's my hubby that works with her. She is always at the doctor's office and drags her kids there because there is always something wrong with them. Ricky said the little ones have got to be immune to Tylenol because he swears she's always giving it to them. I could just go on about the crazy lady but I do know her name is not Kathy.