I have a disease and I am pretty sure it's terminal.
Whenever I have something that bothers me I am quick to diagnose it as some life threatening illness. When I have headaches it is because I have a brain tumor and when I get side aches it is because something exploded inside me. Sitting through my class on disabilities was hard because every lecture the teacher would convince me that I had some form of learning disability or that I had some birth defect.
Whenever I complain about any of my diseases Brads new question is "ok, but what else do you have?" After I list off everything that ails me he always adds hypochondria. Ok so maybe I don't have a brain tumor but my hypochondria is terminal.
note:If I tell you I'm sick don't just disregard it because I will never use any of my hypochondria symptoms to get out of work or anything else, except maybe doing the dishes.
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You are totally going to be one of those moms that runs their kid to the doctor because *cough cough* they are sick! No, you can't be that mom!
How was Target?
Barbitis?
And eating your vegetables... :)
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