I saw this back when, it's super interesting. I also really liked it because it somehow supported my contradictory tendencies to (1) overthink my own symptoms and (2) be generally dismissive of other people who overthink theirs.
As (1) reveals, one of my symptoms is being a really great person.
I read this article all the way to the end. I don't read anything all the way to the end.
I didn't read that article to the end. I did read the pot brownie/cat article to the end.
If your aunt had pot and a cat she'd be your uncle.
If my aunt had pot, I'd go to more family reunions.
I have no more aunts, except by marriage.
Two uncles. No grandparents, aunts, cats, or pot.
Then you lie on the ground and wait for death to overtake you?
14: For you maybe. Not all of us are librarians.
Nebraskans don't control the media like that.
That was am well written article, and cautious enough about its rarity (and the delve into scientific journals) that it hopefully won't inspire a wave of hypochondriacs.
I thought that this was a bit over optimistic: "Physicians are recognizing the very important role of the patient in being not only an advocate for themselves, but really a source of relevant information." Still, it's a nice thought.
It made me feel really inadequate. I couldn't even diagnose myself, let alone save two other people's lives.
M. Night Shyamalan will never let anyone live this down.