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Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Diagnosis

If you're a borderline hypochondriac *points at self* with a lot of natural health issues *finger still pointed* then the worst thing you can do is google your symptoms. Especially if you have a titchy bit of the crazy. It won't help. I have been feeling a general grossness all day long. Nauseated, dizzy, exhausted, achy, and an oddly tingly tongue. So far google has me convinced I have:

Anemia ( I don't eat meat/poultry and live off diet coke and fries. It's probable anyways)

Diabetes ( I'm severely hypoglycemic so maybe the pancreas decided to do a 180 for kicks)

Mono ( I do kiss a lot of boys)

MS ( What, like it couldn't happen)

The H1V1 virus formerly known as Swine Flu (it's trendy right now)

AIDS (I was promiscuous first year college, what can I say)

I accidentally inhaled meth from the crackheads that stand outside my workplace (it's not weed in their pipes and second hand smoke is serious business)

Immaculate conception (not so slutty now and very very safe)

Syphilis (apparently it's on the rise in BC and in Alberta)

Delayed nerve damage to my tongue from a root canal I got weeks ago.

An allergic reaction to :air/water/coffee/sun......

An unexplained disease that will merit a full chapter in a medical textbook and be named after me one day. "Meghanitis burns like brothel pee and has no known cure"....

This is why I'm going to the doctor tomorrow morning to get blood work done. Because lord knows it can't be something like the flu or just a general run down feeling. That would make too much sense.

Oh and did I mention the irony that I'm terrified of blood test and they make me nauseated and faint and woozy? Yup, it's hard work being this nuts.