Ha Rockwell, I read your post before you self-zotted

Anyway, comendable. (Not to suggest anything untoward therein, btw).
I can't tell you anything you don't already know about things. You have had the benefit of favorable medical opinions, which is more than some of us. None of us can ignore the power of fear, of brains that get a little out-of-whack, that can turn molehills into mountains. Perhaps this will stand your patients in good stead one day, when they come to you in their twitching fearful masses.
But here is something entirely non-medical to consider if you wish. Playing the "might-I-have-this-or-might-I-have-that" game is a losing proposition. Most of us have reached the point of objective assessment of symptoms against known diseases and have reason to doubt the counsel of our fears. But the fear remains, has a life of its own, and feeds on very real physical symptoms that, however, fall far short of the "I can see it coming through the door" variety.
Of course, it might be just the beginning. Maybe it will get worse. I bet every one of us has thought that. That's really the only way the fear can play its empty hand. It has nothing. It has to bluff. We fall for it every time.
Instead of sitting down at the table to be dealt in, an alternative is just to shrug your shoulders, recognize there are some screwy things going on with your body and mind at the moment and do the things you can do today. You can never know for sure, no matter how many times you examine yourself, read braintalk, whatever. But you can refocus from the fear to "Well, whatever is going on, today I can do many things that I enjoy." One day at a time.
When I can succeed in shifting the issue from "Do I have it or not?" to "Regardless, I can go for a walk with my wife today, go to church, sing no worse than I usually do." That's the game I CHOOSE to play. Maybe I will be the one to really get a horrible disease, but spending every day until my diagnosis in misery would be particularly tragic.
I'm not saying this is easy. But neither is it impossible. Sometimes I've just given up and said, "Fine. I've got it. Now I'm going to do something fun while I still can, today." When I feel at my worst, that seems to be the only thing that really works for me. Sort of mental judo
