Placing myself on a self-imposed reading ban has always been out of the question. I loved books too much to do that. Even when I swamped with work and exams, I would make sure I shared a few minutes with fictional characters. And it’s not just books either, I also love reading blogs. One of my favourite activities during the day is browsing through my Reader and picking out the posts that seemed interesting to me. However, for the past week or so I’ve avoided both.
It started with the headaches. I spend at least 10 hours of my day sitting before a computer screen, working, browsing the internet, talking to friends, then I spend at least an hour per day reading, sometimes even when I’m dead tired and yearning to go to bed. Ten days ago my head started pounding persistently. I ignored the pain at first, tried to tame it with a couple of pills, but it continued. I went to bed and woke up in the morning and the headache was still there. Then my vision became a bit blurry and oh boy did I panic. A visit to my nearest WebMD made me absolutely positive I had brain cancer, and I spent a couple of days drowning in depression and trying to figure out how much time I had left.
Not really my finest hour, I’ll grant you that.
I refused to read anymore because every time the typed words swam before my eyes, my head would start to pound and I would start to panic all over again. I limited my personal time on the computer to the bare minimum, and avoided all editing and writing work. My parents attributed this to exhaustion and stress, and suggested I get an eye check, so I hastened to make an appointment. Sure enough, the check up revealed that I would need to wear prescription glasses, and now here I am, feeling distinctly weird in my new glasses but able to see better.
My headache is still there (getting better though!), but I was told it would take a few days before the pressure eased off. So for the time being I’m just playing catch up with the blogosphere and hoping that I will not need to make a new appointment with a different kind of doctor. Maybe tomorrow I’ll muster up enough courage to open up a book. Lord knows I have too many to-read books to develop a fear of reading now!
Have you ever tried to diagnose yourself online? Forcibly pried the books away from your hands? Do you think I was being silly?