I had a little headache yesterday But "little" headaches leave me in ill humor because I know (and very often say:) "I don't get headaches! It must be a tumor!"
When I get aches, it fills me with misgiving. For any symptom, even though it's vague, I've known this much: as long as I've been living: Each little pain must be bubonic plague.
I never had a tiny ailment yet But I was sure was going to cause my death, And every case of pimples that I get will shortly make me end up like Macbeth.
A doctor said the malady I fight is Called terminal acute dramaticitis