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This is what she told me, " Six years ago I went to see my OB. When I got to the very busy office, the front desk informed me that since I havent been seen there for a while, they changed my doctor. I argued a lot, since I loved my female doctor, she has a gentle personality. I sat angry till they called my name. I went to the regular small exam room with its ' torture bed as I call it. As I sat down all naked with a paper gown and a measly paper sheet covering myself, totally scared of whats going to happen, a handsome young doctor, almost my age, knocks at the door and walks in! I am totally distracted from the minute he walkes in, with his kind demeanor and interesting questions, so, you are here for a regular check up, although you have not been here for quiet some time! -Yes, I know.. May I call you
my first name?
-Yes, absolutely.
Do you want to have a female nurse in the room with us for your comfort and this is great for so many ladies, what ever you feel you are comfortable with
No Id rather not. I answered him. For me a stranger is a stranger, it does not matter a male or a female!!
He guided me to lie down. He uncovered one part at a time and covered it by himself before moving to the other side. He kept on talking about his big Italian family, and how they drove their mother crazy, how mothers suffer a lot with children but at the end its all worth it. He finished examining my upper body while I kept on holding to his voice and stories, distracting myself from being shy, ashamed etc. He asked me to push myself down the exam bed while guiding one foot at a time in the stirrups. This time he started to explain what he is about to do, what he was doing, and if I am feeling OK. When he was done, he helped me raise myself back up the bed (I have a small figure) and helped me sit down. He explained to me about when I will receive the results, asked about any concerns, and left. My only concern at that time is I wished to be married one day, in my next life to a genuinely nice person like him!! I gave my friends this Dr.s name and told them how kind this Doc. is and how he seems to be very respectful to your feelings. As far as I know at least two went to see him.
Another breast cancer case in my family. I had to get my first mammogram. I decided to shop for a new OBGYN. It has been four years, and that busy office that took my first female OB from me, did not even send me one card in the past four years to schedule another yearly checkup! I thought they do not need me as their patient anymore!!
I heard of a great old doctor with a great facility. Plus, you can do the mammogram on the same day, in the same facility. I was fascinated when I walked in to this new OB office. Women were called by first name and date and month of birth, (wow) ' I thought to myself ' I love this HIPPA thing when it is done right. There have a special TV broadcasting about women health, all beautiful cherry wood chairs with maroon leather, etc, ..etc.
Then, I was called to the exam room. Not to the torture bed, I thought to myself, after my experience with my kind young doctor my views have changed.
I sat again on a nicer examination bed this time, everything looked more elaborate. Then, the door opened up and here comes a six foot five inches, 250 pounds doctor at the end of his fifties, accompanied by a tall woman that could be a nurse, a tech, or a secretary in training... I understand the liability issue, but for Gods sake say something about her, introduce her, but why do you assume that I dont care to know?!! How about we invite the whole group at the front desk to watch, maybe sell some popcorn and sell coke!! ' I don't know but I just became very upset'
He looked in my chart Oh this is an Italian name he looked at the 'nurse' beside him both already standing at the end of the torture bed, then he says TO HER see, I can pronounce it correct because I am originally Italian SHE LOOKS AT HIM AND SMILES. I was thinking how about a group hug now !!
He looked at me then said (thank God he recognized I exist) Nice name Then, he pulled his stool and asked me to turn around (see, I was still sitting on the side of the exam bed) Put your feet here in the stirrups, I know all women hate this exam, so let us get it out of the way He pulled my sheet off, and started inserting things inside of me before I laid down Both him and his female partner started looking inside of me. Well hone" he said to me " pregnancy and kids kill our bodies (this was the first thing I agreed with him, I have a small figure and my son was 9 pound 6oz). Then he asked me do you leak? It seams that your holes moved from their places
yes, a little, but I am not planning on doing anything about it right now I replied almost in a baby voice ready to cry..I do not know why then I felt so darn insulted. He pushed his chair back, and he left me laying there thinking of my holes, and my leakage issue. I thought to myself that I really wanted to discuss this issue with my OBGYN since it really interferes with my work as a dance instructor, but I will never discuss anything with him.
As I laid there,I heard the Doc talking to his ' partner' about me I guess its too late to ask her how much did the baby weight? . Which made me think, why wouldn't he want to ask me, yet he laughs about it with this lady!!! I just turned 40, does that means among doctors that I am old!!!, is that how I am going to be looked at!! Did all my young years pass...
After all this, I did not remember anything he and his happy woman partner did. The only thing that I remember is them walking towards me to check my breasts, and all whats left on me is the little blankie covering what was checked and violated! I helped myself disassociate..
I swore I would not betray my kind, caring doctor again, and I will go back to him. As for this one, never ever will I see him again. Then I got this phone call from a nurse while I was driving and I almost hit the truck infront of me: . I remember her saying " abnormal pap smear...cells...HPV, we need to do more testing...culture, you have to be there on 12/14 at 10" Then she said " you have to do pap smear every three months now..."
So now what!!
-Yes, absolutely.
Do you want to have a female nurse in the room with us for your comfort and this is great for so many ladies, what ever you feel you are comfortable with
No Id rather not. I answered him. For me a stranger is a stranger, it does not matter a male or a female!!
He guided me to lie down. He uncovered one part at a time and covered it by himself before moving to the other side. He kept on talking about his big Italian family, and how they drove their mother crazy, how mothers suffer a lot with children but at the end its all worth it. He finished examining my upper body while I kept on holding to his voice and stories, distracting myself from being shy, ashamed etc. He asked me to push myself down the exam bed while guiding one foot at a time in the stirrups. This time he started to explain what he is about to do, what he was doing, and if I am feeling OK. When he was done, he helped me raise myself back up the bed (I have a small figure) and helped me sit down. He explained to me about when I will receive the results, asked about any concerns, and left. My only concern at that time is I wished to be married one day, in my next life to a genuinely nice person like him!! I gave my friends this Dr.s name and told them how kind this Doc. is and how he seems to be very respectful to your feelings. As far as I know at least two went to see him.
Another breast cancer case in my family. I had to get my first mammogram. I decided to shop for a new OBGYN. It has been four years, and that busy office that took my first female OB from me, did not even send me one card in the past four years to schedule another yearly checkup! I thought they do not need me as their patient anymore!!
I heard of a great old doctor with a great facility. Plus, you can do the mammogram on the same day, in the same facility. I was fascinated when I walked in to this new OB office. Women were called by first name and date and month of birth, (wow) ' I thought to myself ' I love this HIPPA thing when it is done right. There have a special TV broadcasting about women health, all beautiful cherry wood chairs with maroon leather, etc, ..etc.
Then, I was called to the exam room. Not to the torture bed, I thought to myself, after my experience with my kind young doctor my views have changed.
I sat again on a nicer examination bed this time, everything looked more elaborate. Then, the door opened up and here comes a six foot five inches, 250 pounds doctor at the end of his fifties, accompanied by a tall woman that could be a nurse, a tech, or a secretary in training... I understand the liability issue, but for Gods sake say something about her, introduce her, but why do you assume that I dont care to know?!! How about we invite the whole group at the front desk to watch, maybe sell some popcorn and sell coke!! ' I don't know but I just became very upset'
He looked in my chart Oh this is an Italian name he looked at the 'nurse' beside him both already standing at the end of the torture bed, then he says TO HER see, I can pronounce it correct because I am originally Italian SHE LOOKS AT HIM AND SMILES. I was thinking how about a group hug now !!
He looked at me then said (thank God he recognized I exist) Nice name Then, he pulled his stool and asked me to turn around (see, I was still sitting on the side of the exam bed) Put your feet here in the stirrups, I know all women hate this exam, so let us get it out of the way He pulled my sheet off, and started inserting things inside of me before I laid down Both him and his female partner started looking inside of me. Well hone" he said to me " pregnancy and kids kill our bodies (this was the first thing I agreed with him, I have a small figure and my son was 9 pound 6oz). Then he asked me do you leak? It seams that your holes moved from their places
yes, a little, but I am not planning on doing anything about it right now I replied almost in a baby voice ready to cry..I do not know why then I felt so darn insulted. He pushed his chair back, and he left me laying there thinking of my holes, and my leakage issue. I thought to myself that I really wanted to discuss this issue with my OBGYN since it really interferes with my work as a dance instructor, but I will never discuss anything with him.
As I laid there,I heard the Doc talking to his ' partner' about me I guess its too late to ask her how much did the baby weight? . Which made me think, why wouldn't he want to ask me, yet he laughs about it with this lady!!! I just turned 40, does that means among doctors that I am old!!!, is that how I am going to be looked at!! Did all my young years pass...
After all this, I did not remember anything he and his happy woman partner did. The only thing that I remember is them walking towards me to check my breasts, and all whats left on me is the little blankie covering what was checked and violated! I helped myself disassociate..
I swore I would not betray my kind, caring doctor again, and I will go back to him. As for this one, never ever will I see him again. Then I got this phone call from a nurse while I was driving and I almost hit the truck infront of me: . I remember her saying " abnormal pap smear...cells...HPV, we need to do more testing...culture, you have to be there on 12/14 at 10" Then she said " you have to do pap smear every three months now..."
So now what!!
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