I seem to panic every time a headache comes along. All my life my headaches have been frequent, and most of the time, painful. Since my brother passed of a brain aneurysm, I question every headache more than normal.

A common thought is ‘Am I dying? Is this what my brother felt? Am i going to make my mother suffer another terrible loss?’

Bring on the anxiety that follows.

My doctor actually wanted me to get looked at for them to make sure my brain doesn’t have any. That was a disaster for another day. I’ll have to try again to see how my brain looks.