Speaking of bringing the awesome sauce, Russ, thanks for that last post. So if we can all agree that Facebook is like a high school cafeteria, when do you think senioritis will set in? Or has it started already? The thrill of finding all our elementary school friends is over; snowball fights and the like have disappeared; the Great Top 5 Mania of Early ’09 has passed and even Mafia Wars/Farmville/Whatever seem to have quieted down. So is the experience going to be reinvented again, or has everybody moved over to Twitter — which I still don’t get, even though I have an account and all? Is there someplace entirely different where the kids are now congregating, which we Olds are only going to find out about as it is on its way to becoming utterly passé? I know there have been tons of articles about how people are closing down their accounts, but I think we can all agree that the New York Times Magazine isn’t the most reliable source for trend-spotting. If Facebook is on the wane, though, please tell me that it will revive itself in some way. Housebound weirdo that I am, I need the company.
You know what hasn’t died down? The allure of trying to figure out what the hell is wrong with you through internet symptom searches. How can this possibly be anything but useful and beneficial, I ask you? Here’s my trouble. Remember that weird chest-wall muscle pain I had a while back? Well, I’ve been beset with these vague, crazy-lady symptoms ever since: muscle aches, skin pain/hypersensitivity (feels like a sunburn but no redness or rash), a couple of low-grade fevers, occasional headaches and, yesterday and today, slight dizziness.
I know. Victorian neurotic territory, right? I figure it’s gotta be either stress plus over-work, or just the remnants of some weird but relatively harmless virus. The fact that the discomfort is mild and so, so vague (I’m totally able to function) makes me hesitant to go to the doctor. I mean, that is such a dubious set of complaints. Who wants to acknowledge to his doctor that he is a loon when he could just stew in internet-saturated bewilderment and then post about it on his blog?
This is why I’ve decided to hold off on making a doctor’s appointment until I come down with hysterical blindness. I figure I am this close anyway, so why not wait until I can present with the full nutjob monty? Plus, what can my doctor tell me that I can’t find on the internet? There are zillions of forums full of people posting about their skin pain and they are all totally sane and helpful and not at all filled with people who are self-diagnosed with every single crazy problem in existence — or not in existence.
Multiple Chemical Sensitivity? Ooooh, tell me more!*
*[An addendum: yes, I’m sure someone has this. I am equally sure that not everyone who thinks he or she has this actually has this.]