The internet is ridiculous.
I have long held the following belief:
The internet is a wonderful thing, because within its confines can be found most of the collected knowledge of the human race.
The internet is a terrible thing, because within its confines can be found most of the collected knowledge of the human race.
So, based on a few keyword searches earlier this week, I was under the impression that there was a possibility that I might have some kind of neurological thing going on. All because I googled (when did that become a verb) the phrase 'finger tremors.'
It had me worried enough that I scheduled a visit with my doctor. She wasn't as worried as me (but to be fair the 'worst case scenario' game probably wasn't keeping her from sleeping). She does still want to do some more testing. That made me feel good. That she actually took the time to work through things that could be causing the finger tremors instead of summarily blowing me off (which she could have easily done). So...I'll know by tomorrow if it's a thyroid issue or vitamin deficiency. And then if it's neither of those, then it's quite possibly related to the issues going on with my shoulder and neck. Arthritis is a bitch.
In any event, it was a good lesson in responsible entering of search criteria.
And with that, I'm off to bed.
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