I've Got An M.D... A WebM.D.

Slate read my last blog and decided I needed some advice. Apparently I'm not a hypochondriac, I'm a cyberchondriac. Yikes.

Whatever. I'm still scared of necrotizing fasciitis. And will be until I get up the nerve to go to the doctor. For a -chondriac, I'm awfully willing to allow my course of treatment to be, "Eh, it'll pass."