Yes, I'm back with another problem I'm having. (I'm a 17 year old kid that thinks everything under the sun is wrong with me.)
This problem has been going on since January 28th, 2014.
On said date, I was doing a self exam 'down there' and I noticed something that felt like a very small little blemish on my right testicle. I instantly went into a huge state of panic and depression, which got me slightly sick.
(They say the average size of a cancerous lump on the testicle is the size of a pea, and the lump would normally be rock hard. This is nowhere near the size of a pea and is too small to even distinguish if it's hard or soft, btw.)
My anxiety made it to where it felt like I was dying and I lost roughly 15 pounds in about two weeks. All I did was lay in bed thinking 'this is it'.
About a week later, I mustered up the courage to go to Centra Care. (For those who don't know, Centra Care is Florida's hospital-affiliated urgent care provider.) They did absolutely nothing and took a 50 dollar co-pay just for the doctor to put his hand on my stomach and ask "have you went to the bathroom recently". It was a joke.
A couple days after that I went to the Emergency room for further help. I told them what was going on and they took blood samples, did chest X-rays (because my main symptoms were stomach pain and slight troubles with breathing) and that was pretty much it. They told me I was fine and everything came back normal, besides having a developing case of acid reflux. That wasn't good enough to assure me.
I went to my family doctor next. I also told him everything that was wrong and when I told him my fear of possibly having testicular cancer, he just looked at me with an 'are you kidding me' kinda facial expression. They did blood pressure tests, he examined down there and he asked me if I knew exactly where the lump was. Kinda in shock, and sorta embarrassed I said 'no' which I didn't really know exactly where it was anyways. He told me to pull up my pants and that was that. He too said nothing was wrong, saying it is most likely just a cyst, which will go away on it's own someday and didn't even request further testing.
Sooooo... Here I am 5 or so months later with the little blemish still there (which didn't change in size a bit and my testes still feel normal, btw) but no symptoms to make me think that I would have anything wrong with me and I'm healthy again, gained all the weight back and my anxiety levels about the subject are way
lower than months past... But the thought is still there, which is what gets me.
(Please spare me on the "something could be seriously wrong, get to the doctor before you die!" kind of speeches because I really can't take any more of the scary thinking. Thanks.)