High Anxiety

Hmmmm...I wonder if my life could be compared to a Mel Brooks film.

Anyway, so now that I am thirty I am going trough this very weird anxiety/death thing. I am suddenly an absolute hypochondriac. I already explained this to my OB/GYN, to which he replied, "Don't worry. (Removes gloved hand from my pretty self). Everything looks and feels great." I think I actually replied, "Thanks, I've been working out!" I have no sense of what is appropriate humor while my feet are in the air. Ask any of my former boyfriends.