My doctors probably think I need to expand my wardrobe because no matter what specialist I’m seeing I wear the same shirt—a red Supergirl shirt I got when I was in college. The practice started after my severe illnesses in 2001 (full story). I was so scared I needed something tangible to make me feelContinue reading “True Confessions Friday:: I wear my Supergirl shirt whenever I go to the doctor.”
Tag Archives: hypochondria
The Rugged Path
The other day I blogged about how the day after a long holiday (especially after Christmas/ New Year’s) is gray and mushy; I failed to mention that this time of year is particularly difficult for me in other ways, too. The past few years I’ve had the after-Christmas/is-the-sun-ever-gonna-shine-again blah’s. Three years ago, I was givenContinue reading “The Rugged Path”
Spiritual (and Physical) Hypochondria
A few months ago, I was diagnosed with “moderate hypochondria” which came as no shock to those near and dear to me. Hypochondria is one of those things that can be tremendously funny and horribly terrifying. The funny part is that it’s completely irrational, but the horrifying part is that the fear is terribly real.Continue reading “Spiritual (and Physical) Hypochondria”
She is Beloved 