Tuesday, October 28, 2008

This was only a test. Had this been a real emergency, I would likely be drinking

I'm getting better. (Well-er?) I can say this now that I am actually returning to some semblance of normal health: I was worried.

My favorite TV show is House. And clearly watching House makes me an expert on medicine. As does the ability to go on WebMD. So of course when I have fatigue it clearly means that I have a brain tumor, lung cancer, and lupus. Cue panic.

But the doctor straightened me out, gave me antibiotics, and put on the road to recovery. The moral of the story is simple: I'm an idiot for thinking I can diagnose myself.