It takes a lot for me to see a doctor. I always pick up the phone and try and book an appointment but then I just hang up and tell myself that there's no need to ring one, even though I had symptoms that needed to be checked out. It took me months before I went to see the gp about my postcoital bleeding. I was worried and stressed the whole time until I couldn't cope anymore and just needed to get some form of diagnosis (turned out to be nothing). I'm so fearful of getting told I have a terminal illness. I cannot even accept the thought of being TOLD that I have this/that. Terrifies the crap out of me.
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