I've decided that my hypochondria should have levels like the terror alerts the White House has. Green for everything's fine, I don't think I have a disease or terminal illness; Yellow for maybe have a cold coming or something bigger but nothing terminal or life threatening; Orange for not dying but something's bad; and Red for I have something terminal and awful and debilitating.
Right now I'm at red because I've decided I have throat cancer. Yes, there is a tumor in my throat and I'm probably dying from it. Hopefully soon I will go to the doctor (and they will probably tell me I'm crazy and I just have plaque buildup or something lame), but until then, I will continue to worry.
An Illinois native, I just moved to Marin County, California for an 11 month AmeriCorps internship with SPAWN, a watershed protection non-profit. I've lived my whole life in Illinois and am absolutely a midwesterner, so this is a new phase of my life and a huge adventure for me. Read on!
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Monday, December 18, 2006
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