When I was a lad, I had a sudden onset of Hypochondria. I was about nine years old, and went down to my uncle Harmon's place and watched the tv with him and aunt Ann. They had an old tabletop b&w tv, but it was wonderful to me. This time though, instead of a nice variety show, or western, they had a medical show on about a guy who had cancer. Man, it was gruesome to watch. In fact, after the show was over, I headed home as fast as I could.
By this time, it was dark, and I felt something wrong in my chest, by the time I got to the house, I knew I had cancer! I would be lucky to live through the night and see the light of day! Of course, I didn't die, and being a kid, I soon forgot the episode.
My experience did however make me a little more sympathetic toward hypochondriacs in general. We know a guy who many of us, (behind his back) have dubbed the sickest man in the world. He has been dying of one malady or another for close on to fifty years that I know of. Still, he slogs on through life bravely, and he's past his mid-seventies!
My question is, do you or someone you know suffer from this malady? Are you sympathetic to their plight? Or do you turn a deaf ear to their (imagined) suffering?
By this time, it was dark, and I felt something wrong in my chest, by the time I got to the house, I knew I had cancer! I would be lucky to live through the night and see the light of day! Of course, I didn't die, and being a kid, I soon forgot the episode.
My experience did however make me a little more sympathetic toward hypochondriacs in general. We know a guy who many of us, (behind his back) have dubbed the sickest man in the world. He has been dying of one malady or another for close on to fifty years that I know of. Still, he slogs on through life bravely, and he's past his mid-seventies!
My question is, do you or someone you know suffer from this malady? Are you sympathetic to their plight? Or do you turn a deaf ear to their (imagined) suffering?