4 years ago dp got shingles. Since then he's gone backwards and forwards to doctors over everything from nerve pain, stomach pain, kidney pain, prostate pain, chest pain ... To cut long story short he's convinced himself he has cancer and because of his insistent trips to the doctors (weekly at one point) he's had every test going from full bloods, urine, stool, MRI scans, ultrasounds ... Every time he gets the all clear he develops new symptoms which he then bothers the dr about. Eventually his old doctor decided he had health anxiety and referrered him for counselling. I supported him all the way with this but he decided it was a waste of time and refused to go. The worst thing was though he ceased to have an empathy with anyone else, when my grandad died dp didn't want to know, when my mum was diagnosed with skin cancer he didn't want to know. If, god forbid I'm ever ill, he doesn't want to know. He's just obsessed with his own illnesses, of which the professionals can find none.
Anyway because it has dragged on so long I began losing patience with him. Now he's taken to making secret doctors appointments. I know he's made two this week as his emails pop up on the iPad. He outright lies and says he's working late.
AIBU to find it all a bit draining? Doesn't help that I'm a nurse and surrounded by genuinely ill people all the time I suppose.