I have said many times on this blog that Mr H is a hypochondriac. Funnily enough, the friend that he stays with when he works away is also one, Mr H tells me in great detail that his friend is a hypochondriac but doesn't seem to realise that he is one too. He is so self obsessed, and so pathetic, since we have lived here (18 months) I have been to the GP once for a new patient check, he has been probably once every 2 months.
His latest ailment is that he has wittered for a couple of weeks that he has a bit of a lump on the palm of his hand, I have looked and felt, and think it may be a nodule on a tendon, it doesn't hurt and doesn't restrict movement. He is worried though that it might be cancer, despite me telling him that I gave never known anyone die of hand cancer.
It all became too much for him so he made an appointment at the GP's, he decided that he would also mention a "Nasty cough " that he thinks he has although I haven't noticed it, and also a varicose vein on his leg. Lucky GP, 3 ailments for the price of one! Back he came, GP said the lump on his hand was a nodule on a tendon and no problem, the varicose vein in his leg may need surgery in the future but not now, and his cough is due to his hiatus hernia. So he lives to fight another day!
I am so sick and tired (and bored if I am honest) of this hypochondraical man, who moans constantly about his various minor ailments, none of which are of any importance, apart from the importance to him. If I complain of anything (which is rare) he has to try and outdo me; if I say my back hurts, his is much worse, etc etc, good job I had a hysterectomy a few years ago or else he would be saying his period pains were worse than mine!
Thank heaven he is working away this week, three nights of sanity for me!
Hannah x
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