When I first started getting some evil feeling pain in my stomach and got on the internet, I swore by the time I finished researching, I had stomach or bowel cancer depending on what web site I was on. I worked myself right into an anxiety attack that kept me in the house for days while I was busy working on "good-bye letters to the family". I made an appt with the dr and I did have some small ulcers but I was way out of line with the emotions. It seems like a part of me knows that I am being ridiculous but sometimes I just can't stop it. I think the worst first. My total sympathy and empathy is out to you, faylowell.