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I know the picture is not one I should used when I want you to pay attention to "the words"... but ogle later and we'll get to reason why I posted the picture in the first place (and yes, I know there are newer Speedo pix of the Puerto Rican pop prince...but I have my reason for using this older one... patience, patience).
As the post title suggests, we're playing doctor today... well, not that way. I want you to play doctor on me... oh, that's not any better, huh? Okay, how about it's time for "You make the medical call!"
I have had this "thing" for a few weeks and since I couldn't come up with anything else to blog about this morning so I figured it was time to ask my knowledgeable readers for their expert opinion... don't you hate when you've been wracking your brain over something and then finally ask someone and they're like "oh yeah, it's just..." So that's what I'm doing here... and no worries I won't (and can't?!) sue you for medical malpractice.
I have had this discomfort, kind of a centralized "knot" sort of thing...it's near the "belt" region on my left side or, for purely illustrative purposes, where X marks the spot on Mr. La Vida Loca. There is no pain involved... but it has been pretty uncomfortable... it has not gone away and it varies in intensity... most noticeable when I get up/out of bed in the morning or when I bend/stretch in certain ways.
My hypochondria zeroed in on a hernia... but there is no sign (at least that I can tell) of the characteristic lump or swelling of a hernia... nothing hurts or becomes more/less uncomfortable when I press around the area... and it's fairly localized, nothing wrong or not feeling right with "the equipment"... so maybe just a muscle pull of some sort?
Any thoughts or ideas? Over-reaction or will I die a slow painful death?
UPDATE (response to comment): Unfortunately Scott, my doctor of 3+ years (who I met for the first time in January) looks ready for retirement any day now (or should be retired already)!


It's where Todd has been kicking you in the side as you sleep. Next time don't steal the covers from him!
I'm slightly hypochondriac too. A small headache turns into brain cancer!
I'm sure it's probably nothing, but go have a doctor (preferably a cute doctor) look at it for you. It will be worth it for your piece of mind.
Posted by: Scott-O-Rama | Friday, March 16, 2007 at 11:20 AM
Funny, I had this same thing a few years back and my Mom swore it was a hernia. So I went to the doctor and of course my regular one was out, so I got a Beulah Ballbricker type doctor (Porky's if you don't know) and after an uncomfortable exam, determined it was a minor muscle pull and went away promptly. You sound a lot like me, as soom as something is wrong, I start to think bad things, good luck!
Posted by: adam | Friday, March 16, 2007 at 01:43 PM