Fuck. Not sure if hypochondriac or sick.

Realized today that being afraid of whatever is wrong with me is keeping me from being thankful for what I have. If I am really sick then I guess being thankful isn't very important. What is important then is making the most of the time I have.

Again, glad my wife is Atheist in times like these, so we can hash things out rationally rather than leaving it all up to whatever-the-fuck-else.