Some people are worriers. Have you ever noticed that? It's like the patient in the mental hospital. He was holding his ear close to a wall, listening intently. This went on for some time before an attendant finally came up and asked him what he was doing.. "Sh!" whispered the patient, motioning him over to listen as well. The attendant pressed his ear to the wall and listened carefully. "I can't hear a thing," he finally said. "That's right," replied the patient with a troubled look on his face. "It's been like that all day!" 

Erma Bombeck tells about another worrier named Estelle. She is a mother from Path, Rhode Island; and as a parent she elevated worrying to an art form. Her child was a cancer patient, so some of her concerns were legitimate, but still, Estelle admits, she carried wor…