Hypochondriac

I admit that I am a little more aware of little aches and pains than the average person. I don't tolerate pain too well and when I am sick I just want to curl up and sleep it off with no interruptions. Unfortunately, with 3 boys, two dogs and a household to run - I'm never allowed to sleep without interruption so my next best thing is to be a germaphobe!

Hand sanitizer is my homegirl.

I rarely get sick. I know I am likely jinxing myself as I type this, but since I have been with my husband, I have only been really super sick once and that is going on 10 years!

With the exception of breaking a rib from my accident, I have never had any major things happen to me. Well, except giving birth three times but I don't count that because I get an amazing gift for all my troubles.

We have crappy medical insurance. When our kids are sick we never question whether or not we should go to the Dr. We take them in and worry about how to pay for it later.

When my husband hurt his ankle playing softball he refused to go to the Dr for fear it was broken and he would need surgery.



I told him he was stupid for not going and that I did not want to hear him whining since he decided to be a big man and deal with it on his own.

He still whined.

I still told him to shut it!

So with that being said I am in a predicament of my own.

Way back in late June I began to feel a dull ache in my abdomen. Nothing that had me reeling so I wasn't too concerned about it. It felt like gas bubbles but only stayed in one area to the upper right of my navel. It would come and go and really only annoy me.

As time went on it began to happen more frequently. I took notice and mentioned it to my husband. He wasn't too concerned so I let it go. More time went on and now it is a daily occurance. I have noticed it is increasing in frequency and pain. No lumps or bumps are in the area and I am not sick to my stomach or keeled over in pain. Just the same annoying feeling but now with enough pain to make me twinge a little.

What freaks me out is that my dad passed away from liver cancer. Of course his situation was different as he was taking coumadin and prescription Tylenol (which we now know to be very hard on the liver) along with other prescribed meds.

Still even though I am trying to be sensible and cost effective by not seeing my Dr, I am actually kind of scared. I know this has to be something not cool if it is lingering after 5 months. Things are going so good for us right now I am scared that it may be something terrible that would put a hault to our plans.

Or it may just be gas. Right?

I have read a lot about the area of the pain and it could be my gall bladder. Maybe it's fussy. Anyone here have a fussy gall bladder? Is it ok to ignore it?

I am turning into a total hypochondriac and it is frustrating.

Part of me thinks that if it has lasted this long without severe issues, I can hold off a little longer until the timing is better.

Then the mother side of me kicks in and tells me I am being a total idiot and to go to the Dr already. If it were one of my kids I would NOT ignore this. So why is it different because I am the parent?

Kids need their parents too.

See there is that pesky mother in me. Go away you biotch!

Maybe if I cut out the 2 cups of coffee and the 3 diet sodas a day and replace them with water this will go away on it's own?

Is anyone out there a Dr? A nurse? How about someone who has had the same issue?

Just thought I would throw that out there!

So when you have medical issues do you rush to the Dr, or put it off?

Spooky or Logical Technical Foul?

Speaking of my Dad, since he passed away once in a while my living room ceiling fan will turn on out of the blue. When this happens I immediately smile and feel comfort. My husband on the other hand is adament that someone out there has the same fan remote or is on the frequency and it is not a ghost.

One night we were watching tv and the light came on. I smile. He looks at me. The light goes off. He begins telling me no way is it a ghost. The light goes on. He gets up and pushes the remote to turn it off. He sits down and it comes back on. I am laughing hysterically at this point and he continues to say it is someone opening their garage or something.

Last night we were watching tv. (Notice how it is only at night?) The fan light is off but the fan is on low speed. All of a sudden the fan is on high speed and the light is on dim. In order to get a dim light you must turn the light on and it slowly goes from bright to dim. This never happened it just went to dim when it turned on. The light stayed this way and I honestly saw shock and awe on my husband's face. Like a scared kid who couldn't look away. I was grinning like a fool. Then the light turned off and the fan went back down to the lowest setting again as if nothing happened.

My husband said it is the remote batteries going low. He said logically that is the only thing that makes sense and if the remote was not in the house at the time then he would believe it was paranormal but since the remote was resting in it's place on the light switch cover, that somehow the low batteries powered up the fan and made the light go dim, then reset itself??

Is that even logical?

I still like to think it was either my Dear Grandpa or my Dad stopping in to say hello!

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