I Spent Two Months as a Cyberchondriac
When hypochondriacs flock online, a community of the truly sick helps them find comfort
A year ago, around Christmas, I noticed a red rash on my right breast. I was nursing my six-month-old, who liked to sink his fingernails into the flesh of my breast as he ate. On this occasion, he had left a series of tiny cuts, like paper cuts, but they…