I think my husband is a hypochondriac and it's getting on my nerves. Anyone ever been in my shoes?

On Saturday my husband calls me from work to tell me he had a headache and had a dizzy spell. The following day he calls out from work for 2 days and then today him and I spend the day in the emergency room while he gets an EKG, blood work-up, IV line and a CAT scan. C’mon people it was a fucking headache! The doc in the ER looked at him like he was a moron. Do all men act this way? A woman can be giving birth, doing the dishes and driving the other kids to football practice, all the while bleeding from her eyes and ears and still won’t run to the damn ER. I don’t think I have been to the ER since I was 17 yrs old and I have never had an EKG or CAT scan in my life. Hubby has them like normal people have regular check-ups. Should I tell him he’s being a hypochondriac or should I let him continue to think he is dying everytime he has a boo-boo?