I've had a number of health problems throughout my life. Some of these have ended in surgery. I know I have one more upcoming surgery, but luckily it isn't urgent, so I have chosen to put it off for a few years. But for some reason, maybe a lack of empathy on their part, my kids have always accused me of being a hypochondriac. Even when a doctor has given me a real diagnosis, they can't seem to accept it, and say that I'm a hypochondriac. I don't even think that I complain too much about my health. And in general, I feel pretty healthy, and feel that I have a decent amount of energy. But after all, I am 51, and no spring chicken. Some bones just start to move a little slower after you turn 45. Maybe my kids just need a little age on them before they realize that we aren't invincible. But I am sure that if my kids have any say, my tombstone will say something like this:
"Her hypochondriasis killed her."
Now go see what you think about the other consortium members' epitaphs will include:
Rummuser, Anu, Ashkok, Gaelikka, Grannymar, , Padmum, Magpie11, andAkanksha,Will Knot, Maria the Silver Fox, Anki, Nema Noor Paul Plain Joe, and Rohit
and The Old Fossil, and our newest member MAXI! and last, but not least SHACKMAN! :)