While Mr. Armstrong gets more than his fair share of sychophants on BF, he also has his fair share of critics. I'm somewhere in-between.
In December '01, I started having some odd symptoms, which I initially ignored. It wasn't until I recalled that that I had read about the very same symptoms that it dawned on me that I might be in a 'spot of bother'.
I kept putting off going to get things checked out until the day after Christmas, which lead to a series of Doctors appointments, and blood tests. At one point there was speculation that I might have Male breast cancer, so I was sent for a bilateral mammogram. Not a pleasant experience, for sure.
While they were setting up a biopsy, I suggested that they look lower, and they finally agreed, which lead to an ultrasound on New Years Eve day. Once they found what they were looking for, they set up the soonest appointment for an orchiectomy that they could - January 2nd.
Moral of the story - if you're 35 or younger, rub your balls while you've got them, boys.