Something funny

At the hight my panic disorder about 15 years ago before i decided to take meds which did give my life back to me (paxil, then) all of the suddon i got a cist abot an 0.5 inch by 0.5 inch on my thumb joint. That's it i said to myself. I have a tumor and will die of cancer or have to amputate my hand and arm. I was puzzled by one thing though. I never heard of anybody dying of cancer of the thumb. I constantly played with it which irritated and mde it grow a little bit. Ok now its growing. Shunned going to a doctor. Eventually had it removed by a private old time doctor who charged 75 dollors and did such a nice job almost no scar even. Some type of internal wort or something. Rats! Another reason to pannic went lost😁

I think guys are worse than girls when it comes to going to the doc... After living with an "issue" for a few months we finally figure out it isn't going away by itself.

Then we start thinking - OMG - what if the doctor tells me had I come in a few months ago he might have been able to save my life