And let me tell you, there was a fricking world of difference in how I was treated.
I’m a 37 year old disabled woman. Everything is “in my head”, my poor whittle emotions run amok and out of control.
“Are you feeling anxious lately?” “No.” “Well, it’s your anxiety.”
If they can’t see a tangible sign of something wrong, I’m just imagining it.
If you can see a tangible problem, it’s just my emotions causing it.
If there’s abnormal test results, it’s all normal. (Why even test for it?!)
I’ve had doctors not even bother to show up, walk out bc “there was an interesting (male) patient, not release my records against my orders, and so on, and so forth. Even women doctors treat us like garbage.
I’ve seen this particular doctor before (good reviews), and it was just my emotions, he tried to sell me a book about stretching (this is a rheumatologist…), and all my abnormal tests are somehow normal to be abnormal.
This time I bring a man, and he’s no longer in and out in a minute, he goes to look up something in his book, he says he’ll ask about me at an upcoming conference, and he says that the tests are abnormal, but he doesn’t know what it means and that I need to get more testing.
Some difference, huh?
We need a Task Rabbit or a Rent-A-Man app bc we just can NOT get decent care on our own. I’ve been trying for years, with my mom and my disability aids (all women). Makes no difference until you bring a man. It right pisses me off, but what can you do?