Just the thought of filling in an econsult has my heart racing and I break out in a sweat. I hate anything medical even going to the dentist where I know all the staff and they are lovely. It is ridiculous.
I think it goes back to speaking to a consultant for an update when my Dad was in hospital 21 years ago. I was expecting her to tell me that they just had to tweak his meds and he'd be home but she told me, totally out of the blue, that he had just weeks to live. I was on my own and had to tell my Mum and all my family.
So, I just expect bad news from all medics now. It's got way worse in the menopause years due to so many changes needing checking out. Not having the same GP stresses me out. I feel I have to start from scratch as they don't know me/my background, and I can see them glaze over at this babbling wreck.