omg this sucks so fucking bad
i'm moving along in life, only every single time i have any hint of pain anywhere, i decide i'm dying. last week i had heartburn. clearly heartburn. but for most of the day, i had to talk myself out of believing that my lungs are filling with tumors and i have less than a year to live. today i had a chest xray (normal schedule), and i have a little pain in my left flank -- probably because i'm out of shape and sore. but now i find myself staring at the cell phone, waiting for the oncologist to call me and tell me i need another set of xrays. i am googling "pleural effusion" all over the place. what are the symptoms? sometimes nothing. sometimes a dull pain. sometimes a sharp pain. sometimes shortness of breath. doesn't really matter -- until i hear that i'm clear, i'm going to be convinced that i am dying. my shrink likes to point out that we are all dying, in a technical sense. which is true. but dying of cancer is painful and ugly, and i don't want to go that way.
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I used to be in a situation where I could read my reports if I wanted, and I had to stop that. I was interpreting a radiologist's ass-covering as new mets all over the place, and I felt like I was literally going crazy.
There was a great t-shirt I spotted not long ago: "It's not paranoia, it's total awareness".