I hate to admit this, but I'm a lot like your husband Hissy. I would almost rather die than go to the doctor, and when I do finally give in and go to the doctor, I'm terrified. I have have a severe hernia that needs to be repaired. It causes me such pain and has thrown my hips out of place to the point where I can hardly walk, but I am too scared to go to the doctor. I just wish it would get well on it's own. I know it won't, but I just can't face going to the doctor. What if he tells me I have cancer? At the very least I would need surgery on it, and I am terrified of that. I understand your husbands fear, and I also understand where you are coming from. He's lucky he has you, because at least he does have someone who is there for him.
I have some friends that will barely talk to me, until I go get this problem taken care of, and when they do talk to me, it's only about my hernia. I get angry at them for bugging me about it, but I do know deep down inside that they care about me, or they wouldn't bug me about it.