The Queasy Feelings of Dr Hypochondriac is a titanic, pleasant nation, ruled by High Fever with an even hand, and remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, ritual sacrifices, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-working, democratic population of 15.601 billion Dr Hypochondriacians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Public Transport, Law & Order, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Sick Sicky. The average income tax rate is 40.9%.

The large but inefficient Dr Hypochondriacian economy, worth 472 trillion guilders a year, is quite specialized and mostly made up of the Uranium Mining industry, with significant contributions from Gambling, Woodchip Exports, and Book Publishing. Black market activity is frequent. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 30,317 guilders, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.7 times as much as the poorest.

Atheists on vacation find Sick Day's scriptures make useful doorstops, the internet has been placed under government control, press conferences always end with standing ovations and rapturous applause, and soldiers with colourful mohawks make themselves perfect targets for snipers. Crime is moderate. Dr Hypochondriac's national animal is the cow, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Sick Day.

Dr Hypochondriac is ranked 308,346^th in the world and 5^th in Dr Hypnoz Secret Research Facility for Highest Average Incomes, with 30,317.76 Standard Monetary Units.