This little piggy cried "We we we" all the way home

Oh you cute little piglets- how could you cause so much turmoil within my life? What is wrong with you? Were you not aware of my pre-conditioned paranoias or my inability to rationally cope with end of the world prophecies and global epidemics? Have you not seen the movie "Outbreak"? Were you not aware that I saw the movie "Arachniphobia" at the tender age of 8 and could not sleep under my covers for 4 months in fear that if I did absentmindedly stick my feet under the blankets I would succomb to some flesh eating spider that was patiently waiting to eat me?

Sigh- looking back on the Swine Flu hysteria, I admit, perhaps I allowed myself to become obsessed with fear and swept up in the media's ability to scare me. It probably did not help that the day before the whole thing really exploded, my husband was watching a special on 12/21/2012. Deep down, I do not believe the world is really going to end on that day (with my luck it will be 12/22/2012 instead), but my heart can be convinced to beat out of my chest with an hour long session of people telling me how many other people predicted this thousands of years ago.

I suppose I have always had a slight inclination of "worst case scenerio" paranoia. Like, lately my inner ear has been jabbing a little bit- it is probably a brain tumor and not simply my allergy ridden sinuses. Things, however, have increased as since I became a mother and now that I am a mother of one and one on the way. Everything is more precarious and if I could have I would have locked my entire family in a germ free bubble last week to protect them from having contact with anyone anywhere. My husband mentioned going to a Pirate game with his friend and my first reaction was, "but what about the swine flu?". Obsessive- yes, overly paranoid- perhaps, but am I ready - you bet. I may not have 60 gallons of bottled water and 10 years worth of nonperishables in my basement,....or do I?