I've always been classified as what you would call an "extremist." I seriously go from one extreme to another - always have.
The category of "worry" is no exception to the rule.
I will worry about the most bizarre, far-fetched things on the planet.
Take this weekend for example:
I have been on several antibiotics for my pneumonia, and when I went to the doctor for my follow-up appointment last week they diagnosed me with thrush brought on by the battery of antibiotics I had been prescribed.
No big deal, I was prescribed another medicine to treat this.
Fast forward to Sunday afternoon. I was relaxing watching a re-run of Law&Order: SVU where they were talking to a girl who had AIDS. She went on to explain that she had originally been diagnosed with thrush, but it turned out to be AIDS.
Immediately I decide I have AIDS; at the very least HIV.
And I went so far as to ask my doctor about it this afternoon. She looked at me like I had three heads and assured me that while I did not have AIDS, the HIV virus or any other immunodeficiency disease, I also didn't even have thrush anymore.
I'm a pretty positive person, so why is it that my mind always goes to the most irrational, negative thing possible?