Diary of a Hypochondriac

I am a hypochondriac. Despite all of the healthy lifestyle choices I've adopted, I still freak out over the little things. I would like to note: I am a hypochondriac, but I'm not a wuss. I might mentally panic that I'm exhibiting symptoms of multiple sclerosis, but I sure as hell won't be a pansy about it. Web MD is not your friend. You begin to believe that you have all the symptoms listed. I found a freckle on my neck that I never noticed before, and I googled the hell out of "what is the difference between freckles and skin cancer."

I woke up Sunday morning with my own health scare: An inflamed gum ball sized object was suddenly protruding out of my hip. My first thoughts were, "Oh my god! I have a tumor!" Apparently, tumors don't hurt, and this one did. (Lucky me...) I couldn't go to the doctor because it was a Sunday, and with Monday being President's day, I spent two full days freaking out that I had a toxic milk dud ready to explode out of me. Someone got the idea in my head that I  had a spider bite from hell. Well, a spider bite sounds a lot less frighting than cancer. Finally, Tuesday arrived and I had it looked at right away. Turns out, my little gumdrop was a cyst. I'm perfectly fine, just a little bruised. My friends and family tried to calm me down, "Don't worry, people get them all the time. You're lucky you didn't get one on an ovary, now those hurt..."  Well, aren't I lucky! Thank you for implanting that idea into my head. After that incident, I'm now on "high alert" cyst patrol. I literally wanted to get some kind of full body CT Scan for myself to have monthly"check ups." I actually think it would be a really great idea, if it weren't so bloody expensive. The only way I can try to move on from this is to just forget, and go back to a normal lifestyle of washing my hands every half hour...

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Urban Outfitters Goes Fur Free

I want to give a huge shout out to Joshua at The Discerning Brute for getting the word out on the Urban Outfitter's fur scandal! Urban Outfitters was selling real fur, despite being a part of the coalition of Fur-Free Retailers, Designers, and Brands. It was real fur and it was unlabeled. The new Truth In Fur Labeling act requires that fur must be clearly labeled. I wrote Urban Outfitters dozens of times and they continued to deny that it was real fur. While they kept denying the issue, I wrote everyone, and the word got out. That's the power of the internet, when issues like these go viral, and activists don't give up ---> CHANGE can happen! Bravo guys!  Urban Outfitters, we want an apology! This is REAL FUR!


Thank you again Joshua!

Hello Amy,

Please be advised that this product is made of cotton, acrylic, and polyester. It does not contain any fur whatsoever. I apologize for the confusion.

If you require additional assistance or have any other questions, please contact us at service@urbanoutfitters.com

Sincerely,

Josh Hilburn 

Urban Outfitters


I'm thankful for everyone who got the word out.  A big hip hip hurray to The Humane Society and Change.org.

Join Fur Free Los Angeles and keep fighting the good fight! 


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