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Well Enough Alone
By: Jennifer Traig
Narrated by: Meg Savlov
Length: 6 hrs and 15 mins

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Well Enough Alone

Name: Well Enough Alone
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By: Jennifer Traig

Narrated by: Meg Savlov

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Summary

The good news is Jennifer Traig does not have lupus, multiple sclerosis, Huntington's disease, Crohn's disease, or muscular dystrophy. She discovers that she does not have SUDS, the mysterious disorder that claims healthy young Asian men in their sleep, nor does she have Foreign Accent Syndrome, the bizarre but real neurological condition that transforms native West Virginians into Eliza Doolittle overnight.

What she does have is hypochondria. Jenny Traig's inquiry into her ailment is not only an uproariously funny account but also a literary tour of hypochondria, past and present: the implied hypochondria of the Talamud, the flatulence-obsessed 18th century, and the malady's current unfortunate lack of a celebrity spokesperson.

At the same time, Traig provides an intimate look at the complement of minor conditions that have concealed her essential health and driven her persistent self-diagnosis: the eczema, the shaky hands, and, worst of all, the bad hair.