No it isn’t!
Weird stuff happens to your body. Stuff you can’t explain.
For years you are a healthy person then all of a sudden you feel something when you swallow. Or there’s a suspicious looking thing on your leg. You swear it grows as you look at it.
There are two kinds of people. Those who ignore this stuff and those that freak out. Can you guess which group I belong to?
I have been taught to “get things checked out.” Easier when caught early. Get it fixed and move on.
I have a new rule. Unless it appears life threatening (and everything does for me) I try to hump it out for two months. Then maybe go to the doc. Or google. Or one of my friends.
Things disappear. The body heals itself. That ache where my kidney is, turned out to be muscular rather than any deadly disease. (No worries though. I did get someone to donate a kidney. It took a couple of margaritas and I don’t know if she remembers. I’ll have to get her to sign a paper next round of drinks.)
Have you ever googled symptoms (of course you have, come on! Fess up!) So far I’ve come up with some pretty scary diseases for what turned out to be…well…nothing.
So how do you know when to wait? You don’t. That lump when I swallowed turned out to be nothing (after some invasive tests involving nasty tasting stuff the memory of which could only be wiped away by many mocha lattes.) I still feel it occasionally but I don’t worry about it. Could be stress. It’s no longer taking over my life.
I am subject to heart beat irregularities. I’ve had them since I was in my 20s. (Ok, I’ve always been a hypochondriac.) I have been tested and retested by the best of the best. Nada. Could be stress (is there a theme here?). I have an extra heartbeat. A lot of people do but I can feel mine. That makes my EKG abnormal and I have to receive an “ok” from my heart doc before any procedure. (It also means I need a heart doc although there is technically nothing wrong with my heart.)
Doctors are humans. They are not gods. They do not know everything. I suffered from undiagnosed chronic appendicitis until a very enterprising young doctor decided to cut me open (they called it exploratory surgery back then) to see why I was having excruciating pain. Bingo. All fixed. After seven years of rewriting my will every week.
Women who have had radiation after breast cancer can get intercostal neuralgia. Many times it’s years later so you don’t get the connection. It is painful as hell but the worst part was that the docs didn’t know what it was.
I thought it was the big “C” making a comeback! (Insert emoji for psycho patient here.) Intercostal is the muscle between the ribs. One of my ribs eventually fractured. (Ouch!) My chiropractor figured it out. I rarely get it these days and when I do, it’s not severe. (It still requires chocolate or a margarita!)
New protocol is to wait two (very long) months before freaking out and increase my chocolate intake immediately.
Aging is not for sissies. (Or for hypochondriacs!)