I understand. Even in the best of times I have a bit of hypochondria. When my depression rears its head it gets worse. Liver cancer, breast cancer, lung cancer, brain tumors, heart attacks, HIV, anthrax...it goes on and on. The more severe my depression the worse it is. In my worst depressions it becomes a part of my over-all pre-occupation with death. It is truly horrible--there is NOTHING funny about it.