[Egnalf]

Originally Posted by bsmith

My dad died when he was 35, I was 8.
I was told that everything was ok, and dad would be home the next day...and he was gone.
That kind of messes a kid up.

Even as a kid, I figured I wouldn't be around long.
For some reason I have always felt like I would be in good health, have an issue and that's it...game over.
For that reason, I avoided doctors in my youth.

I haven't been to a doc since 1982.