Hypochondria, thy name is Kevin. My first bout with cancer was when I was 5 yrs old. I was just learning to read and was leafing through Life Magazine. I saw a poster-board titled, "The Seven Deadly Signs of Cancer." A few days prior I had noticed a lump near my nipple. When I read The Seven Deadly Signs of Cancer I was convinced I had cancer and went berserk yelling that I needed a doctor. I screamed enough that my parents got me to a clinic. I don't remember much about it other than being told I didn't have cancer. Whew! But the event started a lifetime of hypochondria.
I keep urinalysis strips in the bathroom. I check my urine regularly. The strips showed border-line glucose and ketones so of course I knew I had diabetes. This was a month ago and just today got the lab results. I had a full urinalysis and blood panels. Out of 50 tests the only thing out of normal range was A1C: 5.7 (5.7--6.3).
So blood tests confirm pre-diabetes. Not enough disease for medication, instead I have to eat less junk food. I could argue that semi-sweet chocolate dipped pecans are health food.
Dealing with this caused me to forget my daily Rytary. So without PD medication for the past month I should be deep into the "Off" period. But no, my main symptom being double vision, I an symptom-free.
I have to see the neuro next month and plan to bring this up although I know her response will be intense eye-rolling.