How the Pandemic Cured my Hypochondria

Wearing face masks since before it was cool.

Man staring at icicles during winter, text overlaying reading trapped in a pandemic with hypochondria
Image credit: Hannah Everage

Pointing out that I’m no stranger to medical anxiety might prompt an exhausted chuckle from those around me. By that objective measure, having elicited responses ranging from frequent rolling of eyes, to my doctor once losing his shit and flailing his arms in frustration with me, one could reasonably draw the conclusion that I had clinical hypochondria.