Tears for Fears

There’s nothing like a brush with cancer to catapult a garden variety case of hypochondria into a tailspin.  In the name of hypervigilance, every little thing can be misconstrued as a new manifestation of disease.

Chest twinge — more cancer?  No, probably just rejuvenating nerves.

Bump on skin — melanoma?  Nah, merely a bug bite or skin blemish.

Sore foot — bone metastasis?  Hmph, flip-flop overuse in the summer months.

Swollen glands — new tumor site?  Nope, just a passing cold.

I’ve been suffering from an insufferable case of eye leakage for the past few months.  I wish I could pinpoint exactly when my right eye started to tear up and drip like a leaky faucet because maybe then I could more easily attribute it to some obvious cause.  It doesn’t annoy constantly, but mostly at really inconvenient times like when I’m running or biking.  I’ve read that it can caused by a blocked tear duct, which turn could be the result of many things including Taxol and (much less likely) a tumor.  Hmmm.  Maybe I should go see a doctor about this.

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