I’m a new member on here, and have only joined this forum today, so I thought I’d let you have a list of part of my medical (non) history dating back over approximately the last 5 years. Please note that there have been many other delusions besides these, but these are the a few of the main episodes that I can remember....
1. I was once convinced that I had cancer in some part of the tummy, but I was wrong, and it cleared up eventually without my going to the doctors.
2. I was once convinced that I had liver cancer (5 years ago). I was wrong, of course, but had to go through an ultrasound and a CT scan first (which the doctor said they organised mainly to put my mind at rest) before I could be convinced that I was OK.
3. I was once convinced that I had Prostate Cancer (First time)...I thought this because I kept thinking I needed to urinate all the time, but it turned out to be something different altogether.
4. I was once convinced that I had Subungual Melanoma (Cancer of the toenail or fingernail)., but, again, I was wrong.
5. I was once convinced that I had bowel cancer. I was wrong again, but I was only sure of that after being screened for the disease.
6. I was once convinced that I had cirrhosis of the liver (Several times))...I was wrong again, and was scanned in tested for this as recently as a month ago.
7. I was convinced that I had Prostate Cancer (2nd time)...I was again, wanting to urinate a lot (or was imagining I did), but it all, very thankfully came to nothing yet again.
8. I have been convinced that I had Myeloma, but what I was convinced were pains in bones caused by the cancer were being felt as a result of me having a deficiency in Vitamin D.
9. I was convinced only last year that I had lost a huge amount of weight - at one point it was a full stone overnight before and during when my partner and I were at Filey (and the terror on the train going there was incredible)...I was wrong, but I think this was a totally crazy, stupid idea, and totally bonkers - even by my own absolutely barmy way of thinking.
10. I was convinced that my eyes had turned yellow (I was sure of this because I was convinced that people were staring at my eyes, and I was terrified that someone would comment). It a while now since I first thought this, but I do now think I was wrong (and so, of course, I was frightened that I was right just because I half believed that I was wrong).
12. I was convinced qgain (on several several occasions) that I had lost over a stone in a day or a couple of days. Totally bonkers again, but that’s just me...
13. I was again convinced that my eyes had turned yellow. This was one Saturday afternoon after looking in the mirror at home. I actually convinced myself that they had a yellow tinge to them (even though they hadn’t) and almost daren’t go to the football match I was getting ready to go to because I was terrified that someone would have commented. No one did.
13. I was utterly convinced on several occasions (more than I dare admit) that there was a very good chance that I might die during the night. Silly ideas, of course, but that’s anxiety for you..
14. I am now (on the 27th November) again frightened that I have liver cancer. This fear is accentuated by the fact that in the midst of all these worries, I have had a letter from the hospital inviting me for a follow up appointment - with a part of it being a possible scan - to see the Consultant to discuss the fatty liver that I was diagnosed with 5 years ago. When I spoke to staff there about this, they said it was just to ask me how I am, and if I tell them I’m OK they’ll probably discharge me, but if I’m honest with them (as I know I have no option but to be) then they’ll put me through another CT scan, for which I’ll be terrified of hearing bad news if they find what what I’m fearing they will...
I realise that the above is a pretty sorry sort of record, and I feel pretty stupid just on looking at the list, but I can’t help way I am, and I’d give anything I could if only could only just be free of my silly thoughts.
I had CBT easier th8s year, and I thought it had sorted me out, but I soon lapsed back into my silly ways of thinking, so perhaps I was too hopeless a case for it to work for me...
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