If there’s one place we expect to feel safe in this confusing world, it’s definitely the doctor’s office. We step foot through the door with concerns and thoughts ruminating in our heads for days, hoping to find some comfort in their words. But as it turns out, that’s not always what we get.
You see, while becoming a doctor takes enormous amounts of grueling hard work, talent, and knowledge, not everyone in the field has a sympathetic bedside manner. One Redditor who goes by the handle MCKlassik decided to find out about off-putting experiences people lived through at their most vulnerable. They reached out to members of the Ask Reddit community and raised the question: “What’s the most unprofessional thing a doctor has ever said to you?”
Thousands of people came forward to share their blood-boiling stories that might rev up your heart rate. We at Bored Panda have collected the most illuminating replies that prove some medical professionals are completely out of touch and aloof when interacting with their patients. So continue scrolling and let us know what you think about them in the comments.
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Wasn’t a doctor but a nurse. While taking my history she asked if I was on any medication. I told her birth control & an anti-depressant. She looked at me and said “You’re so young, what do you have to be depressed about?” I thought about it and realized I had nothing to be depressed about and was cured! Thanks random nurse! /s
When I told my doctor I suffer from depression, he said "Why? It's not like your whole family was killed in a plane crash."
"You weren't sexually abused, that doesn't happen to boys."
I hate hate hate these double standards. If we reversed the gender then people will care but otherwise they’ll dismiss the suffering and the fact that the experience happened
"A little back pain is normal. You should learn to live with it." Later: "It's probably mental", and when I tried to kill myself: "You're psychotic". Four decades and numerous passed mental examinations later i was finally diagnosed.
I had a slipped disk.
The ignorance is actually disgusting. Unbelievable, doctors are supposed to be happy and willing to help you! Not brush you off
We managed to get in touch with the creator of this thread, Redditor MCKlassik, who was kind enough to have a little chat with us. The user revealed they got the idea to post this question and start a discussion on Ask Reddit after their friends started sharing their own unfortunate experiences with medical professionals. “[I] wanted to see if other people have similar stories,” they told Bored Panda.
However, the user did not expect the thread to blow up as much as it did. As of today, the user’s post has amassed nearly 30K upvotes with more than 19K commenters opening up about the inappropriate doctors they ever had the “pleasure” to deal with.
“In terms of going viral, Ask Reddit is hit or miss because so many people post questions every day in hopes of making it to the top. I understand where they’re coming from because Ask Reddit is one of the biggest subreddits on the platform. So I was quite surprised that my post just happened to stand out enough for people to give their stories and to respond to others,” MCKlassik said.
Went in for a lung infection. Was told that my asthma was caused by my breasts being “too big” and they were crushing my lungs and that’s the cause of asthma in women.
…. I asked what online university he got his MD from and if he could get a refund and left to go to a different clinic.
I was in the ER in the last few years, and the subject of my weight came up. I've struggled with my weight my entire life.
ER doctor: "Have you tried pushaways?"
Me: "What are those?"
ER doctor: "When you push away from the table. HAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA."
He thought it was the most hilarious thing any person has ever said. I can assure you it was not.
A nurse, after I requested a Benadryl for intense itching after a c-section: "I can't give you anything for random itching. You are breastfeeding and it will cause drowsiness for you and baby. You'll have to suck it up." She handed me my son from his crib-thing and told me skin-on-skin was best. I was burning up and my son, while content, wasn't latching or otherwise interested in eating. She put the crib just far enough that I couldn't move over enough to put him back. Every part of my skin burned like stinging nettles.
45 minutes later I was covered in hives, crying from hormones, itching and my pain levels and thought I was having an allergic reaction to something. My son was falling asleep on me while i was itching until my arms bled. I rang my bell. A different nurse came in and says "Oh good Lord, you are having a reaction to something! Poor thing, you look uncomfortable, let's get you sorted out!"
I asked her about breastfeeding and she's like "Baby won't starve and you won't be feeling much like feeding if you're scratching your breasts off, now will ya?"
She gave me Benadryl in my IV, and a bit of extra pain medication. I guess I had some weirdo immune response, not an actual reaction to anything like medication or whatnot. She took my son and dressed him all up in a couple outfits I brought (he was born on Hallowe'en) and kept him up at the nurses station for about 90 minutes while I slept. When my husband came up later (he was taking my older son to my brother's after grabbing him from daycare) the nurses were all taking turns holding my 8 hour-old son and I slept a solid 3 hours. I felt like a million bucks.
Didn't see Benadryl-Denying Betsy again. B***h.
This thread serves as proof that some doctors can seriously cross the line, whether intentionally or not, with what they tell their patients. However, it’s important to remember that many people in the medical field are amazing at their jobs and deserve countless awards for taking care of someone else’s life. It’s reassuring to know that many doctors take extra steps to make sure our physical health and our state of being would be in a good place. MCKlassik believes that when doctors are unprofessional, they don’t do it intentionally. “Sometimes the phrase or action just slips out,” they said.
“Quite frankly, I’m not surprised that doctors can be unprofessional because doctors are human, meaning they’re not perfect,” the user added. “Sometimes a doctor’s negative emotions and comments are brought into their workday due to potential personal issues and let it impact their performance.”
“I MUST examine you internally. Don’t be a wuss” (This GP was 6”6 and built like Goliath)
At my 6 week post partum check up after a 4th degree tear. And a letter from the surgeon saying “do not examine the patient”
I was 20 and ‘let” him, crying the whole time.
Bastard.
If he ignores another doctor's written recommendations, he's just a sadistic pr*ck. I'm pretty sure you didn't lodge a complaint - and I understand if you didn't - but I don't think that was his first rodeo.
“Nope, I can’t feel any lump”
I was convinced I felt a lump in my testicles. The doctor couldn’t feel it. Ended up taking way longer than acceptable to get an ultra sound (roughly 6 weeks).
And yes, it turned out to be cancer.
I’m all good now but that was BS.
Edit -due to the attention this is getting I added some info about testicular cancer below:
Testicular cancer is the most common form of cancer for men aged 20-35. It’s also **the most treatable form of cancer** nowadays so don’t panic if you feel a lump.
The lump itself felt like a small bb inside my testicle. Hardly noticeable. The consistency was hard and it didn’t give at all when pressed. Usually there is no pain accompanied with the tumor. I could feel it when holding my ball between my thumb and forefinger.
I should also add I had to insist that I felt something when visiting the doctor and if I hadn’t I don’t think I’d have gotten an ultrasound. If you feel something isn’t normal trust yourself.
You advocated for yourself. We should all be doing this. So glad you're all good now.
I was looking for a surgeon for my gallstone operation and he asked what meds I was on. I mentioned my antidepressants and he started saying I didn't need to take them I just needed to pray. I was pissed and replied "I guess I'll just pray my gallstones away too then". Needless to say, I went with a different surgeon.
You can’t just “pray” depression away! I mean for some people having faith in something does help them, cause that’s what they believe in and gives them comfort. But you can’t just tell a random person to stop taking medicine that’s may or may not be working for them and pray instead!
But when patients hear highly inappropriate and extremely ignorant comments from professionals who take care of one of the most important things in their life — their health — it can easily make them feel distraught. Without trust, you have nothing, as they say. So no wonder many people turn to other doctors after living through these uncomfortable experiences, hoping to get better treatment.
We want our physicians to be personal, caring, and understanding. We wish to receive sympathetic smiles and authentic human connection. But it turns out that empathy has been significantly lacking in medicine recently. Over the past few decades, many doctors have developed a reputation for being cold.
“It’s your fault, know better next time.” This was in response to learning I was raped while drunk. She said I shouldn’t drink around friends I don’t know for positive I can trust too. Also, “You should’ve protected your virginity better. I’ve only slept with one man.”
It wasn't what was said, but I did have an appointment where the doctor just never showed up. I was in the examination room for about 45 minutes when an MA walked in and asked me what I was doing there. When I said I was waiting for the doctor, "the doctor already left! We're closing". Instead of calling the doctor back they made me schedule another appointment. I found a new office instead.
Same thing happened to me. I took off half a day from teaching for a 1:00 appointment. Sat in the examination room until 3:00, then told them I had to go pick up my daughter from school. When I returned 20 minutes later, the dr. had left for the day. I refused to pay and never went back. Also told everyone I could think of.
“Your child will never learn to read”. Said by “the best developmental doctor” at a very well known hospital about my then four year old son with Down Syndrome. This was in 2001:not 1901. After a very one sided conversation on my part that channeled Cher from the movie Mask, the doctor left the room and I was then escorted out by security. Parents believe these “professionals” and don’t expect much from their kids as a result. William is 24, reading on a 5-6 th grade level (we had a goal of 4th grade as that’s what a newspaper is geared to) and lives in his own.
More and more patients are coming into contact with medical professionals who treat them more like objects rather than humans. Chris Lovejoy, a physician-in-training at St. George’s Hospital in London, told Quartz that one of the reasons behind it could be that they simply don’t have time to show empathy at work. “Quite easily in medicine, time pressure becomes just another excuse to avoid difficult conversations,” he said.
But while we can sometimes justify their impersonal treatment as an obvious symptom of receiving better expertise and correct diagnosis, compassion is essential in medicine. “Empathy is, and always has been, a core part of medical practice,” Lovejoy added. “I remember a psychiatrist at medical school who would always say ‘the first thing you prescribe to a patient is yourself.‘” We can just hope that we will see more prescriptions of good bedside manner and basic human decency to avoid breaking patients’ trust in the future.
This wasn’t a doctor, but a couple of years ago I had to get blood drawn at a lab. When they called me in, I sat down in the chair, and laid my arm out on the table so they could draw the blood.. At that point, some old self harm scars on my arm were still pretty visible (and it’s something I’m very self-conscious about). The phlebotomist gasps when she sees it, says “How ugly! What could have ever made you do that to yourself?” and stood there waiting expecting an answer. Her tone was not of genuine concern, but was sort of disgust. I told her it’s private and asked if we could just start the blood draw, and I had to repeat that multiple times before she actually started. While she was doing it, she continued on telling me that I’m “too young to be depressed” and that the scars were “such a horrible thing to do” to myself. I couldn’t get up and run out the door because there was a needle in my arm. My face was so red, tears were in my eyes, and became so embarrassed and upset that I couldn’t say anything. I just waited for it to be done, and ran out the door.
I found an online feedback form for the company and left a complaint there, and left a voicemail on their customer service phone line. I got no response, but I just hope someone spoke with that person about it. And that no one with self-harm scars is made to feel as embarrassed and ashamed as I was.
Omg, I’m so sorry that happened to you. You shouldnt be ashamed of your scars. I get they give you bad memories, but look how much you have grown past it. That doctor was a terrible person.
I had developed DKA (diabetic ketoacidosis) as a result of being bad at having type 1 combined with a severe stomach bug. I hadn’t eaten in days and was having horrible diarrhea. When I was getting treated in the ICU, I had an accident and s**t the bed- I wasn’t allowed to get up on my own and no one was answering the nurse call button (I don’t blame anyone for that- people are actually dying in the ICU and I just needed frequent monitoring for an insulin drip). The CNA had a new person shadowing her and when I got up, the newbie audibly gagged and acted super grossed out, swearing under her breath while changing the sheets. I get it, poop is gross, but I was already super embarrassed and ashamed. The main CNA told her to leave and apologized to me for her reaction. I just asked that she not come back, which they respected.
i went to the doctors' to get my breasts checked (he basically just held and caressed them in a manner he wouldn't have had a chance to feel anything potentially dangerous) and due to them causing me a lot of physical pain i asked him about my options regarding breast reduction surgery. he got visibly angry and told me to never even think about it, and called them "beautiful and tender". he was well in his 50s and i was 18-19. i paid like 50 dollars for master roshi to ignore my health issues and make me find another doctor who actually wanted to help people
I was 17 and had found a lump in my breast. I was terrified.
My mother took me to her gynecologist because she didn't trust mine, who she'd never met. The doctorexamined me and told me I had something called Fibrocystic Disease. He said hormones make it worse. Since I was on oral birth control, I asked him if I should stop taking the pill.
He said I shouldn't be on the pill in the first place and walked out of the room without saying anything else. No explanation of what Firbrocystic Disease was, no further instructions for care.
I waited about 20 minutes for someone to come back and then I just got dressed, including putting on my winter coat and waited. Fifteen minutes later a nurse comes in, looks at me and says "You can get dressed now."
I said, "I AM dressed."
She looked at me again and turned around and walked out without a word.
I left and never went back. I ended up looking up Fibrocystic Disease at my college library, but really couldn't tell how bad it was or what I should do.
Ended up going to a different gynecologist. I didn't have Fibrcystic Disease, I had fibrous breast tissue. I ended up having that lump removed because it caused so much pain. Haven't had any lumps since or any pain.
That first doctor can go f**k himself.
Oh yeah, and my mother, who is the one who put me on birth control, said the doctor was right, I shouldn't be on it. Nothing like feeling cared for and supported by your parents and doctor.
I was diagnosed at 27 with a pituitary adenoma. I found a lump in my breast and was lactating 3 yrs after breastfeeding stopped. I was diagnosed 1st given pamphlets and sent home to think I had a brain tumor and was going to leave my 2 year old behind with no mom. I told my mom who was a mess and had just lost her husband. My regular gynecologist was notified of my impending mammogram and ordered blood work for me which was normal. My scans showed a mass so I had a biopsy on Christmas eve because it was the soonest appointment. No cancer 6 months I thought I was dying because nothing was explained to me, no help was given and the dr didn't know s**t. Also the surgeon who did the biopsy wouldn't remove the tumor which was not cancerous from my body when asked. Fun times that was.
When I was in junior high, I went out for the basketball team. I had to take a physical and it had to be done by the school's doctor and not my own. I went in to do the physical and had to get naked. I did so and the doctor looked me over. He saw that I have an inverted breast bone and said "Wow. That is freakish. You can't be on the team with that." I know that my breast bone makes it look like I have a whole in my chest, but I had never been self-conscious about until that moment. Because this examination was taking place in the boys' locker room in front of other kids wanting to go out for the team too, everyone started laughing at me and calling me names. I grabbed my s**t and left. My mother took me to our regular doctor who reassured me that there was nothing wrong with me and that there are plenty of people who have breast bones just like mine. It didn't help but I appreciated that she explained it to me. I stopped taking off my shirt in front of others. I was harassed and bullied by my entire classic for years to come because a doctor made an comment that he shouldn't have made.
Unprofessional, but funny.
I had taken my 92 year old mother to a recheck appointment to her PCP.
An apparently new medical assistant was dutifully getting her history by reading off a checklist. When she asked when Mom's last period was, I looked at Mom a little nervously: she was VERY old school, very dignified and would typically never acknowledge to her sons that she had female parts.
I saw a rare twinkle in Mom's eyes as she calmly replied, "well, I can't give you an exact number of months, but I'm pretty sure it was sometime in the late 1960s."
The assistant had the good grace to laugh with us, apologize, then read the next question.
"do you think you might be pregnant?"
Edit: changed PPP to PCP.
When I was 21 I dislocated my shoulder and it continued to hurt for weeks. Went to a specialist, he suggested the pain was all in my head! After an MRI he realized I had a SLAP tear in my shoulder, so I said, looks like it's not all in my head, and he looked at me with such contempt, I never went back to that a*****e.
Pain is always in your head. Did having a child tear a woman from her V to her A. They blame post partem(not the fact it tore her urethra and now intercourse was painful). Oh the reason why your depressed is because you have bad coping mechanisms not because your in chronic pain from a car wreck and had to relearn how to walk again. Don't get me started of fibromyalgia and chronic fatigue diagnosis not being looked into.
I had a 20+ day period two months after a miscarriage. It wasn’t slowing down. I went to a dr at 9 days. He told me I wasn’t having a miscarriage. He was also standing in the hallway next to the waiting room and yelled it it it the room I was in before walking away.
I went to another dr on day 18. He told me to calm down and it will stop. I was calm.
Went to another dr on day 20. He gave me medication to clot my blood. It stopped on day 22.
A month later I had excruciating pain in my left ovary. So much pain I’d puke and pain killers didn’t touch it. I went to the hospital 12 hours after the pain started. The dr there didn’t run any tests or even touch me or ask me any questions. Then he went on a rant about how women are hysterical and run to the emergency room for anything. Like soaking a pad in an hour or passing huge blood clots. Which are things we are told to do by drs.
Horrifying and disgusting! Doctors are SUPPOSED to help! If you don’t like to help people than quit!
“Why do you want an AIDS test? Are you sleeping with men? AIDS is a gay disease.”
That was my last appointment with that GP
Goes in for severe cramping on my side, Find blood in my urine “you’re just on your period” I try telling him “I’ve been off of it for awhile now and these are not what cramps feel like.. even bad ones” he insist I’m on my period and sends me home, I had gallstones
Is this person aware that women don't menstruate from the urethra or urinate from the vagina??
A doctor put a fetal heart Doppler on my pregnant belly, moves it around a bit and says…”it’s dead.” When I said through tears, what?!! He just casually replied, the Doppler wasn’t working.
Pediatrician looked at our toddler, standing with a swayback (lordosis) posture, then without considering anything else turned to my wife and said, "she stands like that because you baby her too much."
That was only our first clue that the doctor was a f*****g moron.
My mum had some symptoms that resulted in a scan of her brain. It sort of looked like she might have a tumor or water on the brain or something.
When giving her the results the doctor said, "Maybe this is God's way of saying it's time."
My Mum, who was in her 50s at the time, went absolutely off on them - God has nothing to do with this etc.
Turns out she was fine. Symptoms were related to something else, and the ambiguous scan results could have been machine or human error.
I had been starving myself for years, had no period, and a BMI of 16.46.
I finally broke down, swallowed my pride, and saw a doctor. She told me I looked fine.
What the actual f**k. After all those years of disorders and unhealthy lifestyle, to be brushed off like that when seeking help, that’s why I have no faith in humanity
I’d been having acute elbow pain for a while. The doc walks in and just goes “you should cut out all dairy”, without any sort of diagnosis. Then says to cut out all dairy products and lists milk, cheese and eggs. I told him eggs were not dairy. He insisted that they were.
Not to me, but about me. I went to see the family doctor over a minor thing. I was an adult at the time, and didn't tell my parents because they freak out about anything medical-related. My mother went to see him a few weeks later and he told her I'd been to see him. I was so f*****g angry.
I messed up my hip a few years ago. Went to urgent care and they told me it was a strained lap band. I told this to my sister-an athletic trainer- and she told me to lie on my side with a pillow between my legs and that would help with the pain. It did not. In fact, it hurt so badly that every muscle I had locked up. My husband has to push me onto my back.
Made an appointment Monday morning. When I came in I told the doctor the above, and she rolled her eyes. “It’s a strained lap band,” she told me. “You’re overthinking this. It will be fine if you rest.”
I repeated the bit about what my sister told me, and she basically implied my sister was out of her league in dealing with injury and that she’s just making me paranoid.
I fought her on it a bit and finally she agreed to examine me. And let me tell you, I have no idea what she did, but whatever it was it was not gentle and it hurt so bad I actually yelled and started crying. Then she had the nerve to look at me and say “Oh. That’s not your lap band.” No f’in s**t, lady. And then she wanted to immediately get back into examining me. I was so pissed I actually put in a complaint.
Turns out I’d torn several connective tissues and chipped off a few pieces of the bone. I ended up on medical leave for almost four months. (Worked retail) But I was being a hypochondriac, y’all.
Define unprofessional.
I think it is unprofessional to lie to people's faces, but what do I know.
For Context, this takes place in Germany.
My Grandfather in Law has severe Dementia. He lived alone but my MiL and me visited him 3 times a day to make sure he eats and takes his meds and keep him company.
A few weeks ago, he couldn't get up in the morning, said his hip hurt. So, my MiL drives him to the Hospital, but because of Covid she isn't allowed in the ER. So this demented old man sits in the ER for 4 Hours and guess what he told the doctor when he asked him what was wrong? "I don't know"
Of course he doesn't. He sat down, right now his hip doesn't hurt so much, he has _no Idea why he is there_ .
So, the Doctor calls my MiL and tells her he's fine and can go home. My MiL was sceptical so she asked _point blank_ "Can he move? Can he go to the toilet alone?"
And what did the Doctor tell her all _three times _ She asked to make sure? "Yeah, he's fine."
He then proceeds to load my GiL up with to Guys to _carry him into the house in a special chair because he cannot manage to walk even that little piece alone_
All of this transpired on a Friday, and we proceeded to spent the Weekand at his place to look after him and help him to the toilet, for instance. On Monday we brought him back in the ER and guess What?
No really guess what was wrong with him.
_He had broken his Hip_ . This man walked around _3 Days_ with a Handcart with a _broken Hip_
But, sure. He's fine.
I went in to the doctors with a very painful UTI. Doctor said if I wear a skirt as short as I did in these temperatures theres no wonder my “lady area is suffering from a cold”. I needed to go home, change and wrap a blanket around myself to warm it up. She reluctantly agreed to do a urine sample; which showed up blood and a lot of protein. Gave me some antibiotics after much debate and gave me the skankiest look as I walked out.
I swear I’m not making it up.
A doctor once examined me for a genital area irritation. He sent away samples for tests. While waiting a few days for the results to come back, he told me I had Herpes. I had been with my wife 10 years at that point. Imagine the next few days where we go off on each other for giving the other one Herpes. Imagine the strain that puts on a marriage with all the implications/accusations of being unfaithful, deceitful, etc... the anger, the hurt, the emotional damage, the betrayal.
I had a bladder infection.
If OP had researched herpes infection, they would know it can be dormant for a decade. Would have avoided some drama.
I was weirdly sick for days, so went to a walk in clinic. After a couple tests the doctor walks in and says: who manages your diabetes? I reply: Wait, I have diabetes?
She rolls her eyes at me and says: well, you're in your thirties, this is what happens when you get old. Don't worry, the diabetes will take about 30 years to kill you. That's not bad for a man.
So everyone in their thirties and above will just magically get diabetes because they're old? Tell that to my 87 year old grandmother who's never had a blood sugar problem.
My 6 month old son had an appt. with a developmental ped. I was clueless but they kept doing all these physical tests, can he put a raisin in a jar, etc. I asked multiple times, what are you looking for with these tests?? She said, oh we're just seeing where he's at so we can track his growth.
I went home and googled it - cerebral palsy. He has cerebral palsy and I had to find out on Google b/c the a*****e doctor would not tell to my face.
He's 12 now and I'm still fuming at the doctor.
"Don't you think you scare men away with your look?" Gesturing to my piercings and alt style.
Meaning maybe I should tone it down to get me a good man?
I was there beacuse of depression and undiagnosed bipolar disorder.
Do people still think that we dress up and do stuff for the opposite gender and not ourselves?
Went in for a UTI and was chastised for being sexually active (and we were trying to get pregnant )at 30 with my husband of 10 years because I “looked young”. Was then sent home with antibiotics only to find out after I finished the round of pills that I was indeed pregnant. Never went back again. Baby was healthy.
i wanna' say something but i don't know what to say. unbelievable - [i believe you].
"You're not depressed, you don't look sad. You must just be tired!
Here, take these sleeping pills, but don't take them all at once!"
"I honestly don't know what to do with you" - My psychologist at a mental health clinic on an airforce base, who proceeded to never schedule a follow up appointment again.
I was 19 and diagnosed with clinical depression. Dude had a PhD in what to do with me. If he couldn't handle me breaking under the stress of college then I really wonder what the hell he tells veterans.
He’d probably go “so what if everyone died? It doesn’t matter if you have PTSD. It’s all in your head”. I hate such people
When I was 13, I started the birth control pill for my acne. I was not "active" but this new pediatrician kept asking me over and over if I had a boyfriend and I kept saying no because I didn't. And then she was like "you have a boyfriend" and gave me a look and turned back to her computer. Super frustrating and embarrassing to go through as a literal child.
>Heart surgery is an out-patient procedure
My insurance companies board certified doctor on justifying why no intensive care or recovery would be authorized.
In the end, at least on paper my unconscious a*s, with multiple chest drain plugs and on oxygen had to be wheeled out onto the curb, then wheeled into ER and readmitted on account of being in critical condition after heart surgery.
Blue Cross really upped the ante on bullying me into dying instead of going though the bother of trying to live without bankrupting myself.
After an appendectomy I had a follow up. Instead of inspecting the incisions on the table like normal, he grabbed my hips and looked down my pants. He said "everything looks really good.... especially that bottom one" then winked at me. The bottom one is just above my genitals. Turns out the top two were infected.
"With your pale skin and blue eyes you could be s poster child for the aryan race"
Yeah I didn't go back there
Had a bad head injury when I was a kid (12 or 13) and saw a bunch doctors trying to figure out what was wrong. Got a little snippy with one of them over something I don’t even remember. Pulled up the medical record years later and she referred to me as a “child of the devil” in her report. Had to make some phone calls to get that “diagnosis” removed from my record.
"That WOULD explain why all my subsequent doctors kept dousing me with Holy Water and performing an exorcism at the start of each visit..."
That if I wasn't his patient he'd take me home. Yeah...he's no longer my doctor.
My meniscus completely tore off + few ligaments in knee and I couldn't straighten my leg.
I was forced 7 times to straighten it under different doctors only to pass out or stop it on myself.
I was denied MRI because of it.
The doctor said it was all in my head and although he didn't say it he sorta insinuated that I was "faking" it.
After 3 days of sitting in a hospital the head orthopedic surgeon said I will get the arthroscopy.
They found pieces of meniscus that broke off and torn ligaments.
Never got an apology from the doctor for saying "it's all in my head".
Years later on almost daily basis I have fear from that moment.
I feel the pain and any and every slight pain in knee brings back the memories and terror I felt.
Went to a university gynecologist when I was 19 because I was experiencing persistent/every day breakthrough bleeding for weeks. He asked when the last time I had sexual intercourse was, and when I told him it was a few days before the appointment he said (disgusted sounding) “Euuhh, your boyfriend doesn’t mind that??”
What a horrible person. Instead of helping you he tried to embarrass you? Shame on him.
I had a doctor comment on how I’ve lost weight (fine, I get that), but when I told him I started going to a gym he told me not to try to build muscle because it will just turn to fat someday anyway
I took my mom to see a neurologist as her PCP suspected she had Parkinson’s. After waiting almost an hour, the neuro came into the room, took a look, told us she had Parkinson’s, then told us to watch some YouTube videos describing what Parkinson’s was, then left the room. The whole encounter was under a minute.
[**Edit**
This seems to have struck a nerve, so I added some info:
Yes, I’m in the US. Bad clinicians can be anywhere, so I don’t think this apathy is due to location. He was also private practice.
We found a much better neurologist who has been treating Mom.
Yes, they still charged insurance. Mom is on Medicare, so it didn’t become crippling debt.
I did not report the doctor because I just didn’t have the bandwidth.]
"You are not depressed and you don't have anxiety. You just need to lose 20 pounds. You'll feel great, trust me!"
Said to me by an MD at a routine physical. I'd been under psychiatric care for 12 years at that point.
I have a morbid fear of jury duty. I don't know why but the very thought of being called up brings on an anxiety attack. Went to my new doctor ( we've moved to a new area) to get a letter excusing me from duty. I had already talked with her about my mental health issues but she proceeded to go off about people whole fail to do their duty. I'm sitting there struggling to breathe and shaking with anxiety! Now seeing a different doctor.
“Why are you crying? It’s just MS.” (He turned out to be wrong. But I will never forget how belittling he was after, in my mind, a reasonable reaction to life-changing news.)
I went to an ER because I had been having severe, kind of odd, stomach pain (left side), and then my left shoulder started to hurt. A doctor walked in the room, looked at my paperwork, said "You have leukemia" and left. Never said a single word of comfort, or I'm sorry, or anything. It turns out the stomach pain was from the leukemia destroying my spleen. And there is a nerve that runs from the spleen to the top of the left shoulder, which is why my shoulder hurt. I have to say, I called a nurse and told her what had happened and asked if someone could come and sit with me for a few minutes. She was great, very comforting, and other nurses came in later to make sure I was ok. I hope they are rewarded in the afterlife, they will never know how much they helped me that day! Edit: the next day I was transferred to a hospital that is well known for treating cancer, got a great oncology team and wonderful care. I've been in remission for over a year and a half now.
During a consultation told me he refused to consider a surgery on the basis that he has the same condition and can exercise just fine.
He then proceeded to actually tell me I didn't need to pursue physical wellness as I looked okay, "Especially compared to the average person from your town, you know?" with a wink. Iike bruh you have me leave work to drive an hour to refuse to help me out and then insult my hometown.
I disputed the $300 consultation bill on the premise that there was no service given and they dropped it.
"You should read [Christian self-help dude] to cure your anxiety. Do you want to be taking a *pill* for the rest of your life???"
Tbh he may have been an NP, but I wanted to strangle him. To push a religious solution to a medical problem, without invitation, is so insulting and unprofessional. Especially to someone who is, by definition, too anxious to push back.
Also, joke's on him. My anxiety is comorbid with ADHD, so now I take *two* pills.
Was given a condescending lecture on how I shouldn't have come in if I just had a cold by both a doctor at a walk in center and my GP in a follow up appt the week following.
I ended up getting rushed into resuscitation a few weeks later with a punctured lung that caused a one way valve in my lung where air could escape into my chest cavity but not get back out. Because it was brushed off/not properly investigated it caused a life threatening condition called Tension Pneumothorax where the pressure that had built up over time on one side of my chest caused my lung to collapse completely and started crushing my heart and other lung, and compressing/bending the arteries, veins, and esophagus in my neck.
When they put a chest drain into me my chest cavity literally sounded like it was deflating like a car tyre puncture.
After having chest pain for 3 months straight everyday, I finally got insurance and went to the doctor's. Told him I'd been having tight squeezing in my chest for 3 months, multiple times every day.
After just going through a quick physical, he was getting ready to let me go. I asked if we could do some tests concerning my heart.
Doc: "How old are you?"
Me: "28."
Doc: "You're too young to have heart problems. You're fine."
I was just stunned. He wouldn't even run any tests.
I quickly switched doctors.
When I started having chest pains 4 months ago I went to the ER. They ran a basic EKG, said it wasn't a heart attack. They said it was my GERD (heartburn) acting up. Got sent home. 4 months later, same chest pain, same ER. This time the doctors actually cared and ran more tests. Turns out I had 3 blocked arteries and had a heart attack. Had heart surgery about 2 weeks ago.
Doctor told me if I wanted to pursue treatment and get a spot on the ward, I'd need to shave all my hair off. Worth noting that the treatment had nothing to do with my head lol. She had no bedside manner at all, was rude to the other medical professionals, etc. I told the nurse I was having doubts about agreeing to stay on the ward, but she convinced me to give it a try. First thing the doctor greets me with that first day was, "Hi, remember me? I'm that doctor you hate." What the hell kind of way is that to talk to someone sick and mentally distressed???
When my thyroid antibodies were sky high (indicated Hashimotos) my fertility specialist said “we will deal with it if and when you get pregnant”. I ignored her, found an endocrinologist, and was pregnant within 60 days.
Untreated Hashimoto can actually prevent women from getting pregnant or cause a miscarriage along the way. What an idiot!!
When I was 8 years old I was at the dentist for a cleaning. He mentioned that I had a frenulum under my tongue, which is a small, unneeded extra piece of tissue that attaches the tongue to the bottom of the mouth... He said that he could remove it, his reasoning being that my future girlfriends would appreciate it if I had a more mobile tongue...
I told the doctor I had IBS, and he said "It's just stress! I'll bet if you got an all expense paid trip to a nice beach you'd be cured."
I had that exact scenario happen to me several times (Rich Uncle), and I still spent most of my time in the bathroom.
Funny how IBS just doesn't go away because of a pretty location. It didn't for me either.
I went to see a doctor for a potential hearing problem. This a*s of a doctor clearly didn't think I should have problems like that, because he looked at me with the deadpan expression of someone working very hard to keep his face under control, and said *Have you tried paying attention?*.
Well, thanks, doc! I wish I'd thought of that earlier!
Not a doctor but a nurse
And it just happened recently
I was hospitalized with due to a pretty bad car accident. Unfortunately due to the surgery and general trauma while I could feel the urge to urinate I could get the muscles to relax so I could urinare on my own. For the first day they were just doing in an out catheters whenever I said "hey I got to p**s and I can't please help" it was uncomfortable but I managed till I got to the night nurse
Told her at 8:30, hey need help with this, she does a bladder scan says "not enough urine right now", 10:30 rolls around and I tell her again and she's like I did the bladder scan you're fine, 12:30 "I did the bladder scan at 10 its not enough urine" so now she lies to me
I finally get her to do the catheter at 4 in the morning where she proceeds to take out 1.3 liters of urine out of my bladder
The fact that I’m currently holding a 1.25l bottle of coke makes this comment even more frightening to me… that something that size can be inside someone and be declared “not enough urine”
Went to the orthopedic with excruciating pain in my lower back and buttocks. Was not able to stand, sit, sleep or even move. He told me nothing was wrong and I don't have the capacity to handle a simple sprain. Sent me off with few basic painkillers.
After a second opinion and few scans, found out I had 2 disc bulge with thecal compression. Also had an inflammation in my SI joint.
That's so awful op, i feel you. I was bedridden in agony for almost 2 months before my dad had to angrily demand my doctor give me painkillers and come and have a proper look at me because this was obviously not just a strain. The doctor janked me upright and when i cried out in pain he told me I was overreacting but he did order an mri. I had to be brought to the hospital on a stretcher but even the nurse there basically told me I was overreacting and treated me with indifference. After the scan she came running at me all worried and apologized because i had a herniated disc that was so bad that my nerves were basically unable to move within my spine and i had to be operated. "You must have been in so much pain?" You don't say??!?!? Hugs for everyone on here that wasn't heard or treated properly, we deserve to be heard and we matter!!!
My mom never went full antivax, but she was very into holistic type medicine and other nonsense. When I was in 5th grade I needed a vaccine for school so she sent me to some holistic place.
The alleged doctor seemed like she was very nervous from the start of the appointment. She stuck the needle in my arm, let out a quiet “uh oh,” then collapsed to one knee on the ground.
The needle was still stuck in my arm, gently bouncing up and down. The “doctor” stood back up and apologized for almost passing out. She said she had never given a vaccination before.
I’m kinda surprised I’m still alive at this point, and I’m curious about what was actually injected into my arm. I googled the doctor later and she does have an MD listed next to her name on her website, but I’m suspicious that stands for “mock doctor” or something.
I went to a gyno for the first time in 20 years because I was having serious concerns about my hormones being potentially off because I was having all sorts of symptoms of it. She didn’t do any tests, just asked me If I had a husband or a boyfriend, when I said no, she deadass said I should find one and get some d**k because that’s probably all that was wrong with me. And then she prescribed me an anti-depressant which I didn’t find out it was an anti-depressant until I went to get it from the pharmacy. Never went back to her obviously.
It would seem that along with Stephanie L Thesing, gynecologists are high on the list of not believing patients!! 🧐
Went in because I thought I had a UTI. I had been on birth control for awhile, so having to go do the whole “pee in a cup” thing wasn’t new to me, but I did have to give a sample at this appointment. No big deal, I know the drill.
The doctor gets really weird about it. He keeps asking me if I know how to give a sample, if I need to know any details on how to do it. Mind you, this after I’ve already completed the sample, which he is aware of, and it’s literally clockwork at this point it’s so easy, I know I didn’t do it incorrectly. He keeps pressing me on the whole peeing in a cup thing, and he goes “do you ever get any on yourself? Do you get pee on yourself?” To this day, I swear it had to have been some fetish or something, because I was appalled. One, no, I don’t have that issue, and two, why is he so interested in it???
Actually, most people do give samples incorrectly, but yeah, this sounds a little weird. For reference, to give a sample correctly: you need to clean the area around the urethra with a wet wipe throughly, uncap the container and do not touch the inside of it or the cap. Release some urine into the toilet to clear you urethra of bacteria, collect the needed amount in the cup still being careful not to touch the inside, the finish peeing into the toilet. Basically its about only getting any potential bacteria in your bladder and not the stuff thats generally on your hands/surfaces/genitals and in the bottom of your urethra. If a sample is contaminated, they can usually tell, but it does make it diagnostically worthless and you gotta do it again.
So this is a loose term for "doctor", but I was getting my medical Marijuana card maybe 10 +/- years ago. This was back when you had to see a real doctor. Doctor does a "exam", and we start shooting the s**t. Then he drops this BOMB.
Three things before the exchange 1) I'm black but look Latino or middle eastern 2) I was working in celebrity news at the time 3) the Ray Rice video had just came out.
Doctor: What's up with all those black guys beating their wives
Me: Staring in shock
Doctor: Like they all hit their wives, especially the athletes.
Me: My dad never hit my mom and I've never hit my wife. By the way I'm black.
Doctor: Staring in Shock
Me: Staring in Anger
Doctor: Well the nurse can help you at the front desk
He walked out very quickly.
During a gynecological appointment, my male gynecologist, prepping me for an exam, begins dousing my vagina with the lubricant they use and tells me “We just need to marinate it first”… which seemed a little inappropriate but I have to be honest it gave me a good laugh.
Was asking what my boyfriend did as a living, I told him, and I guess my doctor deemed it unacceptable? He told me “you know, at some point, boys being cute doesn’t matter anymore and what matters is how much they have to support you”. Thanks for the wise words doctor, now can you kindly shut it.
Should have asked how he paid for his medical degree. Bet the money came from someone.
I got into an a car accident and didn’t have insurance, my neck and shoulders slowly began to have audible cracking sounds with every movement. Got a job and insurance afew months later and when in and was told “skinny people crack more” I looked at him in the eye and said “I’ve been skinny my whole life wtf are you talking about. “ went to another doctor to find out I had microfractures on my spine, snapping scapula and nerve damage. I’m pretty sure that first ortho dr was so used to dealing with old people that when he saw me (25M) he thought I could just work out and make it better unlike the old people he is used to dealing with. Still that guy didn’t even want to ok any scans . Still have cracking 2 years later :/
Had a doctor in the 80s tell my mom my (severe life threatening disease, like, really) was not real because there's no real evidence that there is a genetic basis for disease. Despite my genetic disease being well studied
Another doc at the same surgery slapped me hard in the knee and told me I was faking it for a day off school. 6 months later I'd need a full knee reco.
And mom kept taking me there ...
You have my deepest sympathies. I hope things are better for you now. It is so hard to be a child and not be able to advocate for yourself or make decisions.
I told the doctor I think I have a drinking problem and he asked about how much I drink a day. I responded like six pints of ipa. He said that’s not really a problem. Also failed a hearing test and I asked what should I do next. Try again next year
She tried to give me essential oils and told me to come back tomorrow while I was having a life threatening allergic reaction.
My throat was swelling up and I couldn't breathe, my eyes were swollen shut and covered in puss, my whole body felt like s**t.
This was all after she had been advised by the ER to give me a shot if I came in with the reaction. Her office is closer than the ER so they told me to go to her next time instead of wasting that precious time driving myself all the way to the ER.
In the end I had to drive myself the 45 minutes to the ER AND the 10 minutes to her office plus the time that was spent arguing with her to save my f*****g life.
Yes I have an actual doctor now, even though she used to be an actual doctor.
Went to GP because I felt a lump/pain in my left breast, at 26 y/o. "Don't worry, 99% it's nothing." - ended up being cancer. Thankfully I went to get scans done privately instead of listening to her & am now one year past treatment. I know she probably meant well, but just don't say stuff like that just because your patient is "young". :)
When I was a kid I had to get dental surgery and have a few teeth removed. I was probably 5 or 6 at the time. When they gave me the Anesthesia I had a really bad reaction that made me feel like I had to pee. I kept trying to go but nothing came out, it was just a strong sensation.
After 1 or 2 trips to the bathroom the dental surgeon got really frustrated and yelled “just sit in the chair and pee your pants, I don’t care”.
After the surgery we left and my mom refused to pay him. Still hasn’t been paid to this day.
Good for your mom for standing up for you! I had a similar procedure at about age 8, and I had an out of body experience from the anesthesia. I can remember floating near the ceiling and seeing the dust on top of the glass globe of the light fixture. I had the whole experience, just like you read about near death experiences, I could look down and see my body and the dentist, saw the Light, traveling through what I perceived as "the universe": and this amazing feeling of being loved and safe. I remember every bit of it even now, and that was 55 years ago.
My stomach doctor told me there was no way I had sjogrens when a week before I was literally in the same office she worked in, getting a lip biopsy to see if I indeed had sjogrens( I do). She didn't believe the notes she saw on her computer and left the room to go consulted with her colleague who did the biopsy whether I was actually diagnosed with sjogrens
"You have a deviated septum"
"How can you tell? I'm 25 and it's the first time anyone's told me this."
"Dude... just look at your face.."
To be fair, it was pretty obvious I had a deviated septum from the 4 times I fractured my nose. It is something that can be diagnosed visually without a physical examination.
"Maybe you should try therapy" Dr. Tried to guess my sickness of months forgetting to ask an urine test. I had a kidney infection and the Dr. thought I was having psicosomatic symptoms. I lost months of treatment and get worst before being well diagnosed.
I was so confused for a minute...I think OP means 'psychosomatic' lol
"Just ignore it, and you wont even mind"
My ear doctor about my stage 2 tinnitus...
I have tinnitus in both ears, all the time and have had for years. Doctors do not think it is even worth exploring.
“why do you need anti-depressants if you have therapy?”
(While in labour…) “you’ll probably end up having an emergency c-section anyway because you’re fairly short and have small feet”
Went to the gynecologist for my two week checkup after having a baby. She said, "Oh my God. I'm calling the emergency department to let them know you're coming. You have a thombrosed hemorrhoid." So I traipsed my bloody a*s downstairs and waited. Doctor comes in and asks how long I've been having pain. I told him two weeks. He was like, "That's not possible." My dude, I have a blood clot in my a**s because my attempt to push a child out of my body also pushed out some of my guts. It's not only possible, it's actually happening. It turns out that it's a pretty easy surgery, and I could finally sit down!
I have a rare mast cell disease that randomly causes me to go into anaphylaxis. At first I was going into anaphylactic shock every week to 10 days, and it took about three years to get a good diagnosis and treatment. During that time I had an allergist that had started out promising that he could manage my symptoms, that he'd seen this "dozens of times". He became less and less accessible & started suggesting that I avoid the ER even if I've used an Epi Pen, which is dangerous. My husband had questions about that and the Dr. literally refused to answer him as he "wasn't patient". I had to repeat the questions before he'd answer. It was truly bizarre. Then one day he just walked out on me during an appointment. I found another allergist after that who got me into a study at NIH, which led to diagnosis and better management. But I was just so hopeless and angry when that allergist was a jerk!
Not a doctor but a psychotherapist I was visiting because of my CPTSD after being physically, mentally and sexually abused for many years in my childhood: "So you've been beaten up regulary by your parents? Well, that happend to me, too. Not my parents, but the guys at school harrassing me. Made me gain confidence a lot. Mental abuse is b******t. If your mom said mean things or or was manipulating you, it's been her way to get you ready for life. And stop talking about sexual abuse. If there is no proof of any actual penetration it never happened." I have been 2 or 3 years old when it started. My brain luckily wiped out most of my childhood, but still I suffer from flahbacks, got a social phobia, strong depression and many more mental health issues from all that abuse.
Ugh. Why did i try to read these? Only got 1/4 of the way through and got too angry at all of those doctors. Shame on them all. 😡
I had severe digital ulcers (fingers) due to my autoimmune disorder and Raynauds. Hand specialist admitted me for 4 days of treatment to stop gangrene from progressing. The problem: I was between jobs and had no insurance and she treated me like I was beneath her contempt. After I was discharged, still in excruciating pain, I said I was worried about going back to work because I rely on my hands (as most people do). Her response was "Oh don't worry, you can always be a greeter at Walmart." I'm still angry.
GF went in w abdominal pain. Doctor told her she had an ectopic pregnancy, didn't believe she wasn't sexually active. She finally had to tell doc she was gay, had never would never be pregnant. She had ovarian cancer.
Not a doctor but a nurse. I’d just had a full laparotomy and reacted quite badly to the anaesthetic. I was just being constantly sick even though there was nothing to bring up. It was agony because my stomach was basically held together with staples. She just said “what do you expect me to do about it”. and left me. Thankfully it was just shift change and the next nurse immediately called the anaesthetist to come and take a look.
Orthodontist told my 15 year old daughter that if she didn't get her teeth straightened she would never get a good job or a boyfriend. My daughters problem? One lower tooth was sitting sideways. Same orthodontist ground my son's teeth down so far that he exposed the nerve!
About 12 hours after giving birth, struggling with a newborn to latch. The midwife "trying to help" said: your nipples are too small, you will never feed the baby. I was shattered. Hey, you mean btch, I was breastfeeding for 2,5 years! SUCK on that!
A friend had stomach problems for years. Don't know what the doctors kept telling him, but he finally found out he had (now) late stage stomach cancer.
Oh, goodie, I get to share my medical tale again, yeah! ;-) Neighbour found 15-year-old me by the side of the road, not a scratch on me or my bike. Called for an ambulance just to be sure. Mum shows up, I start complaining as I hate the attention, she convinces me to go along seeing as they were called. I'm on the exam table at the hospital and suddenly grab my head screaming. X-rays ensue and show a slight shadow. Every single doc in the room said it's nothing to worry about except one. Luckily, he was in charge! A two-hour surgery took almost five and the doc came out of the room with a trace of a smile on his lips. "So glad we did that," he said as he explained they'd removed a blood clot the size of a fried egg near the base of my brain. Mere hours away from reaching my brain. That was more than 40 years ago. If that doc hadn't been there (and it was a coincidence that he was, he was just visiting his nurse girlfriend and worked a few shifts as a favour), I'd be a dead woman.
Story 2: I was blessed to have non-painful periods until my 40’s. At first, I thought the excruciating pain was just a symptom of getting older but it kept getting worse. My GP was on vacation when I caved and went to my clinic. The alt GP (female) had zero sympathy. “Periods hurt”. I told her “no matter how many years you took to get your degree and the experience you’ve had since, I have lived in my body for coming up five decades. This isn’t right.” Insisted on referral to a gynaecologist. I had a huge ovarian cyst caused by endometriosis. Had to have the ovary removed and endo scars burned off by my gyno. You know you better than any doctor can, they don’t live in your body.
Two stories: In my mid-20s, my left nostril started to drip. Not mucus, really thin liquid like happens when you’re out in extreme cold, but it was constant regardless of the ambient temperature - I found it very embarrassing at the time. I was fortunate to have private healthcare, so had it checked out and was told I had a deviated septum from my nose having been broken. This was news to me but I have CPTSD from childhood abuse so not a huge surprise. I filled out multiple forms and was asked many times “do you have any allergies?” Every time I answered “Yes. I’m sensitive to detergent. Please don’t wash the sheets on my bed with detergent that has enzymes. I get hives.” Went thru corrective surgery and woke up the following morning to find I’d scratched myself bloody. I begged the nurses for an antihistamine but was told they couldn’t give me any medication until the surgeon signed off on it. It was his day off and he was out playing golf.
Not a professional but I was running out of my school door and I stepped in a divit between the grass and pavement. I couldn't walk on it so I went to see the the First Aid teacher. She said I "Pulled a muscle". Went to the hospital because I cried with I put pressure on my ankle.. I fractured it...
When I was in university I booked a Pap test with my Dr. When I told him what I was there for her told me to book with another Dr. as I lived next door to him and he said it would be too awkward for him. FOR HIM. When so started experiencing insomnia he told me I was actually sleeping I was just dreaming I was awake. My new Dr. actually listened to me and referred me to a psychiatrist who diagnosed me with major depressive disorder and started me on antidepressants. Found out almost twenty years later I have bipolar disorder type two and the antidepressants were triggering manic episodes.
In the gym after a set, sometimes my heart would suddenly jump to like 220 bpm, then suddenly drop back to normal. Sometimes I'd almost pass out during these episodes. Primary doc sent me to a cardiologist who said, "Well, your heart rate will increase when you exercise." No s**t! I've been working out for 30+ years and I never knew that! But he did set me up with a Holter monitor. Turned out I was having SVT episodes caused by an extra electrical circuit in my heart. Got it fixed and no more episodes.
I had gall stones that were supposedly small and wouldn't be a problem. A year and a half later gall bladder is removed and I am now in a wheelchair. Due to the long wait for surgery I ended up with a vitamin b1 deficiency that caused wernickes encephalopathy. It caused my body to shut down and it was because I couldn't eat without gall stone attacks
When I was younger my pills (for epilepsy) were causing me to lose weight and I looked sickly. The doctor said it was my parents fault and the pills were fine. I had a seizure not long after, got off that pill and got a new doctor.
Lessons for doctors: 1-Believe your patients. 2-keep your reactions and non-medical opinions to yourself. 3-it's never appropriate to "flirt" with your patients
Me, an MD, told: "It's all in your head!" I was told by a doctor, meaning "it's bullsh*t". A week later, a different doc wanted me hospitalized.... b/c I had an advanced case of pneumonia. Yep. That cough. It was "all in my head"...
When I was about 10 I got a really bad fever- sweating, fever dreams, the lot. My mum took me to the doctor who asked me to take off my shirt for a reason I can’t remember. Now, I was a bit of a late bloomer so I didn’t have any breasts and was also quite skinny for my age. After describing all my symptoms to her, she kept on asking if I felt self conscious about my breasts and me not going through puberty yet, despite that having NOTHING to do with why we went there. She was about 50-60 and not my normal GP ( who I liked) so I got uncomfortable. When we finally left my mum talked about how weird it was and had nothing to do with my fever, which passed about 2 days later
These experiences are a major reason why so many turn to alternative medicine. At least the housewife selling Doterra (essential oils) acts like she cares. I have issues I need to see an actual Dr about, but I'm putting it off. I'm just so battle weary
Hilton Head. Went for an annual checkup after bloodwork-.np said-surprised you haven't dropped dead from high bp yet! Go see another doc who says I am fine just need to take these diarutics-need a refill, go back to ms psycho-she takes my bp and says-well, it is a little high and I say-of course it os effing high-last time I was here you said 'surprised you haven't dropped dead yet' and she says-oh come on-I said that? And i said-oh yah. You most certainly did. Want a name?
My SIL. Was diagnosed with pancreatitis. For 18months she was told this. She was a large lady.. 30stone.. she lost 18stone in 6months. Was told she had an eating disorder and its in her head. Turns out.. she had cancer in her pancreas, stomach, liver and kidneys. She died on Christmas day last year having had a stroke and weighing only 6stone
At the age of twenty nine, my dear wife forced me to go to the ER due to severe chest pains. Doc comes in looks at my chart (no tests done) and said it must be gastritis because I'm too young to have a heart attack. One week later I come in via ambulance presenting all symptoms of a cardiac arrest. Same doc, without waiting for the EEG or the blood test, starts the discharge paperwork because, again, I'm too young. If the head of cardiology, who was cutting through the ER on his way to his car, overhearing this. They would never have found that my LAD aorta was blocked. Pretty sure I wouldn't have survived the drive home.
It's c**p doctors like the ones listed here (the ones who insist on idiotic things that are flat out untrue, that they KNOW are untrue, but are simply pushing their own personal-opinion agenda) that help encourage more ignorant idiocy (like 'vaccines don't work and they are bad for you'). I want to b**slap every "doctor" who does this garbage and BURN their medical license in front of them.
It's a shame, a horrible shame that all this is true, especially for females.
Had to go and see a doctor after husband and I crashed with a moose. I got the entire moose on me-through the window. A week or so after I started to feel very paranoid along with other symptoms; was very depressed and worried. The first thing he says when he sees me is “ew, you have nail polish! Why do women have to have nail polish??” He’s fired now I heard.
I finally went to get some counselling for depression/PTSD 8 or so years after my fist suicide attempt, only to be told that I have cyclic depression and I should basically expect to feel like this for the rest of my life. Not a great outlook when you finally gain the courage to seek help. I had only taken so long to seek help in the first place because people I knew who had been to counsellors/psychologists had all said they were s**t and it wouldn't help me anyway. Fast forward another 8 or so years and I finally found a good one who helped me to make some progress only to lose funding for my sessions because "the depression was not caused by the rape, since the suicide attempt happened before that." No s**t... it was caused by sexual abuse as a child and exacerbated by being raped at 14.
When I was in middle school, we had an absolutely horrible family doctor. Horrible. I think he messed up everyone in our family. I kept going back, consistently complaining of bad pain in my lower legs. First he said I was just trying to get out of gym. I told him that I liked gym class, but this pain was making it hard to enjoy. Then he switched his 'diagnosis' to "growing pains". Twit. Eventually, my mother got frustrated enough that she asked me out of the room and gave him hell for this BS. FINALLY, he agreed to send me to a podiatrist who told me I had a bad case of fallen arches, and that, since it had taken me so long to get a diagnosis, it would take a lot longer for me to correct it, if ever. The family doctor also told my mother, who said she was concerned about having heart attacks, that "women don't get heart attacks". My maternal grandmother died of a heart attack. After that, we demanded that the clinic give us another doctor.
It took me years to be diagnosed. I went to so many doctors who told me I had depression and that was why I was sleeping so much. Years later, I was actually diagnosed with narcolepsy. No wonder I was sleeping a lot.
Sorry everyone! BP wouldn't let me post the end to my story and what I discovered caused my original pain. I guess it was too long. :( Please let me know if you are interested.
Oooo boy do I have stories! The worst one though is when my nasal septum collapsed and my doctor tried to blame it on allergies! Told me to take a Zyrtec. I ended up getting it fixes and the surgeon said it was the worst septum collapse he's ever seen so there's that.
"What do you know about beta lactam antibiotics?" when I told him I couldn't have any antibiotics with that classification and then, after apparently finding my answer unsatisfactory, telling me they weren't beta lactam and prescribing them to me anyway. Luckily the pharmacist didn't cover for him when I asked them to double-check and they made him give me another prescription. I *should* have said "only that my GP, allergist, and nephrologist all told me they could kill me".
Ok, here's my story. I will try to condense it as much as possible. Basics, I was 37(F) at the time, husband died unexpectedly the year before, had a four year old daughter, and, I was uninsured. We were basically homeless at that point (another story), and were temporarily staying with my brother. I slept on a really thick foam type cot on the floor. I woke up one morning to back pain and assumed I had just slept "wrong". Within an hour the pain became increasingly worse. Tried Tylenol, Motrin, Alene, etc. throughout the day, NOTHING even Belgian to touch the pain! Within a few days the pain was EXCRUCIATING!! I could barely walk, sit, lay down, or do anything! I could barely care for my four year old. It's important to note at this time that our local clinic wouldn't see you if you couldn't pay, up front, if you were uninsured. Depending on why you were there, that would include, for me, the doctors fee for office call and an X-ray. I had NO income at the time........
When I was pregnant with my daughter, I went to see my GP about a strange lump under my left breast. He dismissed me, called me a "hysterical pregnant woman". I should have smacked him, after all, I'm just a hysterical pregnant woman. Turned out I had a third nipple and pregnancy hormones had caused the small bit of breast tissue to swell. I never knew it was a third nipple, it looked like a skin tag. I even started lactating a little from it while breastfeeding! On a more serious note, it took me ages and loads of stress to finally get a diagnosis for my Fibromyalgia and CFS/ME. Also, getting a diagnosis for my Asperger's took years.
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I genuinely seems some of these “doctors” may be fake. How on earth can they be properly trained and say such stupid or horribly insensitive things. It’s a very scary though. I hope everyone on this list got proper medical care eventually and from someone with empathy and kindness too.
Mine isn't nearly as bad but still made me angry. I had to have a cystoscopy because of microhematuria. A cystoscopy may not be very painful but it's extremely uncomfortable since they fill up your bladder to the brim and it feels as if it's bursting. So while I lay there, vagina in his face with a endoscope up my ureter and my (male) urologist has the nerve to tell me I should be glad I'm not a guy because it's much worse for then
This just happened to me, and I don't know what to do at this point because the treatment is working, but the MD is abrasive and aggressive. I'm being treated by a wound care doctor for leg ulcers. This required debriding (painful scraping) at the first visit and difficult and time consuming dressing changes performed by me. At the second visit, I questioned whether further debridement was necessary. MD told me I could refuse, but then instead of treating me, she would refer me to "palliative" care and my legs would fall off. Seriously? Let her do it, but looking for a different MD>
1/2. I cannot complain about the majority of my personal interactions with medical staff, I've had the occasional small issue but my wife had a horrific and potentially fatal experience when giving birth to our first child in the maternity hospital. The two midwives in attendance initially didn't believe she was in labour, then when they realised she was actually having contractions she was rushed into the delivery suite where they repeatedly admonished her for not pushing, she had been, but baby's shoulder was stuck so no amount of pushing would have been enough. When the baby's heart rate started climbing rapidly the obstetrician was called , she took one look at the situation, shot the midwives a furious look then immediately carried out an episiotomy, my son was delivered distressed but otherwise healthy. I was given the baby to hold in another room while my wife got stitched up, the midwives then sent her into the shower ALONE, she nearly passed out in there.
Went in to have a surgery and they asked me to sign the paper that says they need to do everything in their power to save me if something goes wrong. I said "no, I am DNR, if I die on that table harvest my organs so others can live." The nurse went out and got the surgeon who told me "I feel like at your age you are too young to make that decision and I will not allow you to die. You are not a DNR because you are just too young."...... Yeah a 30 year old doesn't have the right to be a DNR in Marietta Ohio.
Just think how much worse this will be when women and gay people lose their rights. We lose our right to privacy w it. Doctors can flat out refuse to see you. They will report you to the police and they won't get in any trouble if they hurt or mangle you. Some already have god complexes homophobic and extremely misogynistic they will do anything for revenge if they want. So many people are going to die.
Doctors are f*cking useless. My primary care physician's only role seems to be to sit across the room from me staring at his laptop while he tells me what specialist I need to see. I've been with the guy nearly four years and I don't think he's ever examined me.
Hey all I had a therapist that I had seen for about 7 years, who gave me sound advice when I was struggling or so I thought. Recently found out that He committed su*cide by slitting his throat in front of his family when he found out his wife had been cheating and wanted to take him money... yeah.....
I had been having some chest pains, so my regular doc referred me to a cardiologist. My blood pressure was SLIGHTLY higher than normal. I have never had high blood pressure in my life, but he insisted that I needed to be on medication - even after I mentioned pounding a Diet Coke on the drive over and taking the stairs instead of the elevator. Fast forward a few weeks and I'm at the chiropractor's office for a pinched nerve in my neck. They take your BP as a matter of course and guess what? Mine was 80 over 35 & they called an ambulance immediately. I was told in the ER that another couple of hours and I might have died - because some asshat with a degree insisted on putting me on medication I didn't need. You can bet I raised holy hell. I don't know what the actual outcome was, but I do know he no longer works at that clinic.
Too many for myself to write down but the one that upsets me the most is one that happened to my dad. I was just a baby at the time but I've heard the story many times. My dad was having a severe asthma attack, a difficult time breathing, the doctor in the emergency room didn't believe him, assumed he was faking it. What kind of drugs or treatment do you get that you'd fake an asthma attack for?! My mom took him to the clinic, he didn't even make it into the door before he turned blue and passed out. I can only imagine the thoughts going through the doctors head when the man he refused to treat showed up, 10 minutes after leaving, in the ambulance on a stretcher.
I seriously wish there were more doctors like my childhood pediatrician. He actually had a bedside manner, and would spend time with you. My parents would ask him questions about medications, and he wasn't too prideful to look up the information in the PDR if he didn't know the answer. This was before there were any reference books available to the public and before pharmacies gave out printed information so this was very helpful, especially since all of us had had issues with serious side effects with medications. My parents must have been really lucky to find him.
I'd like to know the country/healthcare system and sex/gender for all these posts.
I hate going for a pap smear. I know it's important, but I was always embarrassed. So, I'm getting it done, docs down there checking when the door opens. In comes some little boy, maybe four? A nurse grabbed him away quickly, but instead of apologizing, the doc says," He wants to learn early"I was pissed and found a new doc.
Some of these are just the doctor making a mistake, they are just humans afterall.
I tend to laugh or make fun of traumatic experiences I have, I work in the medical field, about 18 years ago I was on the birth control shot depo provera, I was on it for 2 years when I missed a dose, although I was in my mid 20's I had the worst menstrual period with debilitating cramps I've ever experienced. I worked in a diagnostic imaging clinic attached to an urgent care. I went to urgent care, I knew all the physicians there but I was in so much pain I was in an examination room kneeling on the floor with my head on a chair, my back against the door, a doctor whom I knew very well walked in and said, " Well, to be honest, this is the position I have always imagined you to be in". 20 years later and I still feel dirty about that
I couldn't get past post #3...I'm delirious on the fact these are actual personal experiences! My entire career has been working for medical specialists and even though a few were what I would describe as eccentric, none would have behaved so unethical, unprofessional and uncaring as these so called "professionals" that are being called out. I feel sick for everyone who had to endure this abuse, I hope complaints were maid to the body of ethics these people are subjected to and there was an inquiry. No one should have trauma forced on them!! Ever!!
Went to see a doctor at 23 for intense abdominal pain. Yes, I had done my own research, but with a family history of gall stones, a birth control pill that was known for giving people gall stones, and fairly extreme weight loss (30 lbs in 5 months) all signs pointed to gall stones. Doctor flat out told me it couldn't be gall stones. Two months later they had to remove my gall bladder, which had over 200 gall stones in it.
Child psychologist I saw at age 12 whilst on sleeping tablets and antidepressants due to extreme lack of sleep because of nightmares of sexual abuse from age 7. At 7, parents yelled at me for lying when I tried to tell. Told psychologist about neighbour abusing me and her response?..."it's quite common for girls that age to have a crush on an older man". Never told anyone else and spiralled into drugs and more abuse for DECADES after that. Now hitting 50 and finally talking to a decent dr who is helping me get my head together. So angry with that woman though. She did as much damage in her own way as the neighbour did.
I was brought to the ER for psychiatric reasons, and the nurse that was watching me get changed said "why are kids these days so depressed, just enjoy being a kid". Needless to say, I changed faster than I ever have in my life.
You don't have to be a professional athlete to have Thoracic Outlet Syndrome. Suffered for 15 years with increasingly terrible pain from neck to fingertips, regularly thought I was having a heart attack. A neck specialist told me there was nothing wrong that he could see on my MRI and referred me to a pain management clinic. I was "not a professional athlete and way too young" and clearly didn't "understand the benefits of pain medications". Hi, I am a former addict! Got a referral from my old pal shoulder specialist to a thoracic surgeon. Turns out my nerve and a small vein were split and growing AROUND my rib. Iwas born that way and would have eventually lost my fingers to gangrene. GANGRENE. I am 3 months post op and just celebrated sleeping on my left side for the first time in 20 years. Trust your body and remember "nerves hold grudges" .. once it's damaged the first time, it will need love and support forever.
I suffered hyperemesis gravidarum during my pregnancy. I was really sick. Throwing up all day (20times a day), not able to drink anything. When something wet touched my lips I vomited. After I started vomiting blood and feeling absolutely dreadful I went to the hospitaI, had to stay in the hospital for 5 days, I was dehydrated and received infusions. They released me, saying I need everyday an infusion otherwise I have to stay in the hospital till I stop vomiting and able to drink something (which ended at 30 weeks into my pregnancy). So I went to my gynecologist to talk further steps, first the nurse jells at me: you need to drink, it's important for you and the baby. Like I was on purpose not drinking. Than I show my Ob Gyn the letter of the hospital - she did not believe I was feeling so sick and needed infusions. So I left - without any recommendation/ address to go to get the help I needed and being ridiculed. I changed my Ob Gyn and luckily my GP tooked care of me really well.
My mom was experiencing a lot of pain, and hypersensitivity. Even soft clothes felt like they were full of needles. Her doctor tried several things, then told her it was all in her head. My mom insisted that it was not. Her doctor reluctantly referred her to a neurologist. Neurologist looks her over and goes "Let me see if I can guess everything you're feeling." He then lists every single type of pain that my mom has been experiencing. At my mom's confirmation, he tells her, "You have fibromyalgia." He explains what it is and starts her on medication, with the stipulation that it may take a few more visits and discussions to find the correct strength of medication to get her pain under control. My mom has another appointment with her regular doctor. After hearing her diagnosis, the man scoffs loudly and says "I don't believe in fibromyalgia." My mom basically said "This isn't the effing Easter Bunny, you jerk," and found a new doctor to be the patient of.
Yes, medical team can be opinionated too.. Take 2nd opinion if you feel not treated correctly
I was diagnosed with epilepsy when I was 8 years old. When I was 33, I had a surgery to try and find where the epilepsy (focal point) started from in my brain. The report from the surgery was sent to my general doctor who then told me I didn't have epilepsy and all of my "so called seizures" were "ticks." I never went back to that doctor. The surgery failed, but there were video recordings, witnesses, and EEG recordings of seizures I had during the surgery/ study (surgical EEG). Such a stupid doctor.
My story isn't that bad compared to others but once I was the last patient of the day in my psychiatrist's waiting room. He literally just walked through the waiting room, handed me my script, and walked out the door without a word to me. It was a good thing I was doing okay at that point, but what if I had been in crisis? I would have probably gotten hysterical at that point. I had another psychiatrist argue with me about my symptoms, claiming they weren't in the textbook. I couldn't possibly be feeling what I said I was feeling, i had to be feeling something else. I only saw him once. When I told another psychiatrist about that he just laughed and said, "How old is he?"
I was in the ER after a motorcycle accident; I had a broken wrist and toe but got off easy overall. At one point, a doctor just grabs and squeezes my broken toe. I scream, and he smiles. He later insists that my broken toe needs to be adjusted - by yanking on it. I was woozy from the medications and was not able to remember his name to report him after, which he was probably counting on.
In my family we faint at medical/squeamish things. When we faint, it's like being sucked into a black hole, having an amazing dream, and then being dragged back to real life in a matter of seconds and it's leaves us feeling horrendous. Because of this, we like to plan for things we know could make us pass out. I went to the local nurse to talk about something (can't remember what but no big deal). She told me that my dad had tricked me and that I was really there for a blood test/injection. She made out like he'd planned it. I got super upset and ran home to have a go at my dad. It turned out it was nothing to do with him but I could never forgive her for making me feel betrayed by my dad
Went to an endocrinologist to deal with my diabetes. He prescribed a med and told me that it "might upset my tummy." My tummy? Don't speak to me as if I'm a child. I'm a grown a*s man. Never went back. Found another doc who treats patients with respect.
2/2. I was furious at their incompetence and wanted to make an official complaint but my wife just wanted to forget about her traumatic experience so we didn't complain, how I wish we had. The thing is, my wife was a midwife herself and had trained with one of the stupid bitches in attendance, she didn't like her before and certainly not afterwards. My son has grown up healthy but was a very needy baby which I believe was due in part to the stress he suffered at birth. My heart still aches at the thought of the unnecessary suffering my wife and son endured in the "care" of those two ¢unts. I have a lot of respect for the NHS, they saved my life and the lives of my wife and son in separate incidents, but I hope those two rot in hell.
Went to the gynecologist for my two week checkup after having a baby. She said, "Oh my God. I'm calling the emergency department to let them know you're coming. You have a thombrosed hemorrhoid." So I traipsed my bloody a*s downstairs and waited. Doctor comes in and asks how long I've been having pain. I told him two weeks. He was like, "That's not possible." My dude, I have a blood clot in my a**s because my attempt to push a child out of my body also pushed out some of my guts. It's not only possible, it's actually happening. It turns out that it's a pretty easy surgery, and I could finally sit down!
I have a rare mast cell disease that randomly causes me to go into anaphylaxis. At first I was going into anaphylactic shock every week to 10 days, and it took about three years to get a good diagnosis and treatment. During that time I had an allergist that had started out promising that he could manage my symptoms, that he'd seen this "dozens of times". He became less and less accessible & started suggesting that I avoid the ER even if I've used an Epi Pen, which is dangerous. My husband had questions about that and the Dr. literally refused to answer him as he "wasn't patient". I had to repeat the questions before he'd answer. It was truly bizarre. Then one day he just walked out on me during an appointment. I found another allergist after that who got me into a study at NIH, which led to diagnosis and better management. But I was just so hopeless and angry when that allergist was a jerk!
Not a doctor but a psychotherapist I was visiting because of my CPTSD after being physically, mentally and sexually abused for many years in my childhood: "So you've been beaten up regulary by your parents? Well, that happend to me, too. Not my parents, but the guys at school harrassing me. Made me gain confidence a lot. Mental abuse is b******t. If your mom said mean things or or was manipulating you, it's been her way to get you ready for life. And stop talking about sexual abuse. If there is no proof of any actual penetration it never happened." I have been 2 or 3 years old when it started. My brain luckily wiped out most of my childhood, but still I suffer from flahbacks, got a social phobia, strong depression and many more mental health issues from all that abuse.
Ugh. Why did i try to read these? Only got 1/4 of the way through and got too angry at all of those doctors. Shame on them all. 😡
I had severe digital ulcers (fingers) due to my autoimmune disorder and Raynauds. Hand specialist admitted me for 4 days of treatment to stop gangrene from progressing. The problem: I was between jobs and had no insurance and she treated me like I was beneath her contempt. After I was discharged, still in excruciating pain, I said I was worried about going back to work because I rely on my hands (as most people do). Her response was "Oh don't worry, you can always be a greeter at Walmart." I'm still angry.
GF went in w abdominal pain. Doctor told her she had an ectopic pregnancy, didn't believe she wasn't sexually active. She finally had to tell doc she was gay, had never would never be pregnant. She had ovarian cancer.
Not a doctor but a nurse. I’d just had a full laparotomy and reacted quite badly to the anaesthetic. I was just being constantly sick even though there was nothing to bring up. It was agony because my stomach was basically held together with staples. She just said “what do you expect me to do about it”. and left me. Thankfully it was just shift change and the next nurse immediately called the anaesthetist to come and take a look.
Orthodontist told my 15 year old daughter that if she didn't get her teeth straightened she would never get a good job or a boyfriend. My daughters problem? One lower tooth was sitting sideways. Same orthodontist ground my son's teeth down so far that he exposed the nerve!
About 12 hours after giving birth, struggling with a newborn to latch. The midwife "trying to help" said: your nipples are too small, you will never feed the baby. I was shattered. Hey, you mean btch, I was breastfeeding for 2,5 years! SUCK on that!
A friend had stomach problems for years. Don't know what the doctors kept telling him, but he finally found out he had (now) late stage stomach cancer.
Oh, goodie, I get to share my medical tale again, yeah! ;-) Neighbour found 15-year-old me by the side of the road, not a scratch on me or my bike. Called for an ambulance just to be sure. Mum shows up, I start complaining as I hate the attention, she convinces me to go along seeing as they were called. I'm on the exam table at the hospital and suddenly grab my head screaming. X-rays ensue and show a slight shadow. Every single doc in the room said it's nothing to worry about except one. Luckily, he was in charge! A two-hour surgery took almost five and the doc came out of the room with a trace of a smile on his lips. "So glad we did that," he said as he explained they'd removed a blood clot the size of a fried egg near the base of my brain. Mere hours away from reaching my brain. That was more than 40 years ago. If that doc hadn't been there (and it was a coincidence that he was, he was just visiting his nurse girlfriend and worked a few shifts as a favour), I'd be a dead woman.
Story 2: I was blessed to have non-painful periods until my 40’s. At first, I thought the excruciating pain was just a symptom of getting older but it kept getting worse. My GP was on vacation when I caved and went to my clinic. The alt GP (female) had zero sympathy. “Periods hurt”. I told her “no matter how many years you took to get your degree and the experience you’ve had since, I have lived in my body for coming up five decades. This isn’t right.” Insisted on referral to a gynaecologist. I had a huge ovarian cyst caused by endometriosis. Had to have the ovary removed and endo scars burned off by my gyno. You know you better than any doctor can, they don’t live in your body.
Two stories: In my mid-20s, my left nostril started to drip. Not mucus, really thin liquid like happens when you’re out in extreme cold, but it was constant regardless of the ambient temperature - I found it very embarrassing at the time. I was fortunate to have private healthcare, so had it checked out and was told I had a deviated septum from my nose having been broken. This was news to me but I have CPTSD from childhood abuse so not a huge surprise. I filled out multiple forms and was asked many times “do you have any allergies?” Every time I answered “Yes. I’m sensitive to detergent. Please don’t wash the sheets on my bed with detergent that has enzymes. I get hives.” Went thru corrective surgery and woke up the following morning to find I’d scratched myself bloody. I begged the nurses for an antihistamine but was told they couldn’t give me any medication until the surgeon signed off on it. It was his day off and he was out playing golf.
Not a professional but I was running out of my school door and I stepped in a divit between the grass and pavement. I couldn't walk on it so I went to see the the First Aid teacher. She said I "Pulled a muscle". Went to the hospital because I cried with I put pressure on my ankle.. I fractured it...
When I was in university I booked a Pap test with my Dr. When I told him what I was there for her told me to book with another Dr. as I lived next door to him and he said it would be too awkward for him. FOR HIM. When so started experiencing insomnia he told me I was actually sleeping I was just dreaming I was awake. My new Dr. actually listened to me and referred me to a psychiatrist who diagnosed me with major depressive disorder and started me on antidepressants. Found out almost twenty years later I have bipolar disorder type two and the antidepressants were triggering manic episodes.
In the gym after a set, sometimes my heart would suddenly jump to like 220 bpm, then suddenly drop back to normal. Sometimes I'd almost pass out during these episodes. Primary doc sent me to a cardiologist who said, "Well, your heart rate will increase when you exercise." No s**t! I've been working out for 30+ years and I never knew that! But he did set me up with a Holter monitor. Turned out I was having SVT episodes caused by an extra electrical circuit in my heart. Got it fixed and no more episodes.
I had gall stones that were supposedly small and wouldn't be a problem. A year and a half later gall bladder is removed and I am now in a wheelchair. Due to the long wait for surgery I ended up with a vitamin b1 deficiency that caused wernickes encephalopathy. It caused my body to shut down and it was because I couldn't eat without gall stone attacks
When I was younger my pills (for epilepsy) were causing me to lose weight and I looked sickly. The doctor said it was my parents fault and the pills were fine. I had a seizure not long after, got off that pill and got a new doctor.
Lessons for doctors: 1-Believe your patients. 2-keep your reactions and non-medical opinions to yourself. 3-it's never appropriate to "flirt" with your patients
Me, an MD, told: "It's all in your head!" I was told by a doctor, meaning "it's bullsh*t". A week later, a different doc wanted me hospitalized.... b/c I had an advanced case of pneumonia. Yep. That cough. It was "all in my head"...
When I was about 10 I got a really bad fever- sweating, fever dreams, the lot. My mum took me to the doctor who asked me to take off my shirt for a reason I can’t remember. Now, I was a bit of a late bloomer so I didn’t have any breasts and was also quite skinny for my age. After describing all my symptoms to her, she kept on asking if I felt self conscious about my breasts and me not going through puberty yet, despite that having NOTHING to do with why we went there. She was about 50-60 and not my normal GP ( who I liked) so I got uncomfortable. When we finally left my mum talked about how weird it was and had nothing to do with my fever, which passed about 2 days later
These experiences are a major reason why so many turn to alternative medicine. At least the housewife selling Doterra (essential oils) acts like she cares. I have issues I need to see an actual Dr about, but I'm putting it off. I'm just so battle weary
Hilton Head. Went for an annual checkup after bloodwork-.np said-surprised you haven't dropped dead from high bp yet! Go see another doc who says I am fine just need to take these diarutics-need a refill, go back to ms psycho-she takes my bp and says-well, it is a little high and I say-of course it os effing high-last time I was here you said 'surprised you haven't dropped dead yet' and she says-oh come on-I said that? And i said-oh yah. You most certainly did. Want a name?
My SIL. Was diagnosed with pancreatitis. For 18months she was told this. She was a large lady.. 30stone.. she lost 18stone in 6months. Was told she had an eating disorder and its in her head. Turns out.. she had cancer in her pancreas, stomach, liver and kidneys. She died on Christmas day last year having had a stroke and weighing only 6stone
At the age of twenty nine, my dear wife forced me to go to the ER due to severe chest pains. Doc comes in looks at my chart (no tests done) and said it must be gastritis because I'm too young to have a heart attack. One week later I come in via ambulance presenting all symptoms of a cardiac arrest. Same doc, without waiting for the EEG or the blood test, starts the discharge paperwork because, again, I'm too young. If the head of cardiology, who was cutting through the ER on his way to his car, overhearing this. They would never have found that my LAD aorta was blocked. Pretty sure I wouldn't have survived the drive home.
It's c**p doctors like the ones listed here (the ones who insist on idiotic things that are flat out untrue, that they KNOW are untrue, but are simply pushing their own personal-opinion agenda) that help encourage more ignorant idiocy (like 'vaccines don't work and they are bad for you'). I want to b**slap every "doctor" who does this garbage and BURN their medical license in front of them.
It's a shame, a horrible shame that all this is true, especially for females.
Had to go and see a doctor after husband and I crashed with a moose. I got the entire moose on me-through the window. A week or so after I started to feel very paranoid along with other symptoms; was very depressed and worried. The first thing he says when he sees me is “ew, you have nail polish! Why do women have to have nail polish??” He’s fired now I heard.
I finally went to get some counselling for depression/PTSD 8 or so years after my fist suicide attempt, only to be told that I have cyclic depression and I should basically expect to feel like this for the rest of my life. Not a great outlook when you finally gain the courage to seek help. I had only taken so long to seek help in the first place because people I knew who had been to counsellors/psychologists had all said they were s**t and it wouldn't help me anyway. Fast forward another 8 or so years and I finally found a good one who helped me to make some progress only to lose funding for my sessions because "the depression was not caused by the rape, since the suicide attempt happened before that." No s**t... it was caused by sexual abuse as a child and exacerbated by being raped at 14.
When I was in middle school, we had an absolutely horrible family doctor. Horrible. I think he messed up everyone in our family. I kept going back, consistently complaining of bad pain in my lower legs. First he said I was just trying to get out of gym. I told him that I liked gym class, but this pain was making it hard to enjoy. Then he switched his 'diagnosis' to "growing pains". Twit. Eventually, my mother got frustrated enough that she asked me out of the room and gave him hell for this BS. FINALLY, he agreed to send me to a podiatrist who told me I had a bad case of fallen arches, and that, since it had taken me so long to get a diagnosis, it would take a lot longer for me to correct it, if ever. The family doctor also told my mother, who said she was concerned about having heart attacks, that "women don't get heart attacks". My maternal grandmother died of a heart attack. After that, we demanded that the clinic give us another doctor.
It took me years to be diagnosed. I went to so many doctors who told me I had depression and that was why I was sleeping so much. Years later, I was actually diagnosed with narcolepsy. No wonder I was sleeping a lot.
Sorry everyone! BP wouldn't let me post the end to my story and what I discovered caused my original pain. I guess it was too long. :( Please let me know if you are interested.
Oooo boy do I have stories! The worst one though is when my nasal septum collapsed and my doctor tried to blame it on allergies! Told me to take a Zyrtec. I ended up getting it fixes and the surgeon said it was the worst septum collapse he's ever seen so there's that.
"What do you know about beta lactam antibiotics?" when I told him I couldn't have any antibiotics with that classification and then, after apparently finding my answer unsatisfactory, telling me they weren't beta lactam and prescribing them to me anyway. Luckily the pharmacist didn't cover for him when I asked them to double-check and they made him give me another prescription. I *should* have said "only that my GP, allergist, and nephrologist all told me they could kill me".
Ok, here's my story. I will try to condense it as much as possible. Basics, I was 37(F) at the time, husband died unexpectedly the year before, had a four year old daughter, and, I was uninsured. We were basically homeless at that point (another story), and were temporarily staying with my brother. I slept on a really thick foam type cot on the floor. I woke up one morning to back pain and assumed I had just slept "wrong". Within an hour the pain became increasingly worse. Tried Tylenol, Motrin, Alene, etc. throughout the day, NOTHING even Belgian to touch the pain! Within a few days the pain was EXCRUCIATING!! I could barely walk, sit, lay down, or do anything! I could barely care for my four year old. It's important to note at this time that our local clinic wouldn't see you if you couldn't pay, up front, if you were uninsured. Depending on why you were there, that would include, for me, the doctors fee for office call and an X-ray. I had NO income at the time........
When I was pregnant with my daughter, I went to see my GP about a strange lump under my left breast. He dismissed me, called me a "hysterical pregnant woman". I should have smacked him, after all, I'm just a hysterical pregnant woman. Turned out I had a third nipple and pregnancy hormones had caused the small bit of breast tissue to swell. I never knew it was a third nipple, it looked like a skin tag. I even started lactating a little from it while breastfeeding! On a more serious note, it took me ages and loads of stress to finally get a diagnosis for my Fibromyalgia and CFS/ME. Also, getting a diagnosis for my Asperger's took years.
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I genuinely seems some of these “doctors” may be fake. How on earth can they be properly trained and say such stupid or horribly insensitive things. It’s a very scary though. I hope everyone on this list got proper medical care eventually and from someone with empathy and kindness too.
Mine isn't nearly as bad but still made me angry. I had to have a cystoscopy because of microhematuria. A cystoscopy may not be very painful but it's extremely uncomfortable since they fill up your bladder to the brim and it feels as if it's bursting. So while I lay there, vagina in his face with a endoscope up my ureter and my (male) urologist has the nerve to tell me I should be glad I'm not a guy because it's much worse for then
This just happened to me, and I don't know what to do at this point because the treatment is working, but the MD is abrasive and aggressive. I'm being treated by a wound care doctor for leg ulcers. This required debriding (painful scraping) at the first visit and difficult and time consuming dressing changes performed by me. At the second visit, I questioned whether further debridement was necessary. MD told me I could refuse, but then instead of treating me, she would refer me to "palliative" care and my legs would fall off. Seriously? Let her do it, but looking for a different MD>
1/2. I cannot complain about the majority of my personal interactions with medical staff, I've had the occasional small issue but my wife had a horrific and potentially fatal experience when giving birth to our first child in the maternity hospital. The two midwives in attendance initially didn't believe she was in labour, then when they realised she was actually having contractions she was rushed into the delivery suite where they repeatedly admonished her for not pushing, she had been, but baby's shoulder was stuck so no amount of pushing would have been enough. When the baby's heart rate started climbing rapidly the obstetrician was called , she took one look at the situation, shot the midwives a furious look then immediately carried out an episiotomy, my son was delivered distressed but otherwise healthy. I was given the baby to hold in another room while my wife got stitched up, the midwives then sent her into the shower ALONE, she nearly passed out in there.
Went in to have a surgery and they asked me to sign the paper that says they need to do everything in their power to save me if something goes wrong. I said "no, I am DNR, if I die on that table harvest my organs so others can live." The nurse went out and got the surgeon who told me "I feel like at your age you are too young to make that decision and I will not allow you to die. You are not a DNR because you are just too young."...... Yeah a 30 year old doesn't have the right to be a DNR in Marietta Ohio.
Just think how much worse this will be when women and gay people lose their rights. We lose our right to privacy w it. Doctors can flat out refuse to see you. They will report you to the police and they won't get in any trouble if they hurt or mangle you. Some already have god complexes homophobic and extremely misogynistic they will do anything for revenge if they want. So many people are going to die.
Doctors are f*cking useless. My primary care physician's only role seems to be to sit across the room from me staring at his laptop while he tells me what specialist I need to see. I've been with the guy nearly four years and I don't think he's ever examined me.
Hey all I had a therapist that I had seen for about 7 years, who gave me sound advice when I was struggling or so I thought. Recently found out that He committed su*cide by slitting his throat in front of his family when he found out his wife had been cheating and wanted to take him money... yeah.....
I had been having some chest pains, so my regular doc referred me to a cardiologist. My blood pressure was SLIGHTLY higher than normal. I have never had high blood pressure in my life, but he insisted that I needed to be on medication - even after I mentioned pounding a Diet Coke on the drive over and taking the stairs instead of the elevator. Fast forward a few weeks and I'm at the chiropractor's office for a pinched nerve in my neck. They take your BP as a matter of course and guess what? Mine was 80 over 35 & they called an ambulance immediately. I was told in the ER that another couple of hours and I might have died - because some asshat with a degree insisted on putting me on medication I didn't need. You can bet I raised holy hell. I don't know what the actual outcome was, but I do know he no longer works at that clinic.
Too many for myself to write down but the one that upsets me the most is one that happened to my dad. I was just a baby at the time but I've heard the story many times. My dad was having a severe asthma attack, a difficult time breathing, the doctor in the emergency room didn't believe him, assumed he was faking it. What kind of drugs or treatment do you get that you'd fake an asthma attack for?! My mom took him to the clinic, he didn't even make it into the door before he turned blue and passed out. I can only imagine the thoughts going through the doctors head when the man he refused to treat showed up, 10 minutes after leaving, in the ambulance on a stretcher.
I seriously wish there were more doctors like my childhood pediatrician. He actually had a bedside manner, and would spend time with you. My parents would ask him questions about medications, and he wasn't too prideful to look up the information in the PDR if he didn't know the answer. This was before there were any reference books available to the public and before pharmacies gave out printed information so this was very helpful, especially since all of us had had issues with serious side effects with medications. My parents must have been really lucky to find him.
I'd like to know the country/healthcare system and sex/gender for all these posts.
I hate going for a pap smear. I know it's important, but I was always embarrassed. So, I'm getting it done, docs down there checking when the door opens. In comes some little boy, maybe four? A nurse grabbed him away quickly, but instead of apologizing, the doc says," He wants to learn early"I was pissed and found a new doc.
Some of these are just the doctor making a mistake, they are just humans afterall.
I tend to laugh or make fun of traumatic experiences I have, I work in the medical field, about 18 years ago I was on the birth control shot depo provera, I was on it for 2 years when I missed a dose, although I was in my mid 20's I had the worst menstrual period with debilitating cramps I've ever experienced. I worked in a diagnostic imaging clinic attached to an urgent care. I went to urgent care, I knew all the physicians there but I was in so much pain I was in an examination room kneeling on the floor with my head on a chair, my back against the door, a doctor whom I knew very well walked in and said, " Well, to be honest, this is the position I have always imagined you to be in". 20 years later and I still feel dirty about that
I couldn't get past post #3...I'm delirious on the fact these are actual personal experiences! My entire career has been working for medical specialists and even though a few were what I would describe as eccentric, none would have behaved so unethical, unprofessional and uncaring as these so called "professionals" that are being called out. I feel sick for everyone who had to endure this abuse, I hope complaints were maid to the body of ethics these people are subjected to and there was an inquiry. No one should have trauma forced on them!! Ever!!
Went to see a doctor at 23 for intense abdominal pain. Yes, I had done my own research, but with a family history of gall stones, a birth control pill that was known for giving people gall stones, and fairly extreme weight loss (30 lbs in 5 months) all signs pointed to gall stones. Doctor flat out told me it couldn't be gall stones. Two months later they had to remove my gall bladder, which had over 200 gall stones in it.
Child psychologist I saw at age 12 whilst on sleeping tablets and antidepressants due to extreme lack of sleep because of nightmares of sexual abuse from age 7. At 7, parents yelled at me for lying when I tried to tell. Told psychologist about neighbour abusing me and her response?..."it's quite common for girls that age to have a crush on an older man". Never told anyone else and spiralled into drugs and more abuse for DECADES after that. Now hitting 50 and finally talking to a decent dr who is helping me get my head together. So angry with that woman though. She did as much damage in her own way as the neighbour did.
I was brought to the ER for psychiatric reasons, and the nurse that was watching me get changed said "why are kids these days so depressed, just enjoy being a kid". Needless to say, I changed faster than I ever have in my life.
You don't have to be a professional athlete to have Thoracic Outlet Syndrome. Suffered for 15 years with increasingly terrible pain from neck to fingertips, regularly thought I was having a heart attack. A neck specialist told me there was nothing wrong that he could see on my MRI and referred me to a pain management clinic. I was "not a professional athlete and way too young" and clearly didn't "understand the benefits of pain medications". Hi, I am a former addict! Got a referral from my old pal shoulder specialist to a thoracic surgeon. Turns out my nerve and a small vein were split and growing AROUND my rib. Iwas born that way and would have eventually lost my fingers to gangrene. GANGRENE. I am 3 months post op and just celebrated sleeping on my left side for the first time in 20 years. Trust your body and remember "nerves hold grudges" .. once it's damaged the first time, it will need love and support forever.
I suffered hyperemesis gravidarum during my pregnancy. I was really sick. Throwing up all day (20times a day), not able to drink anything. When something wet touched my lips I vomited. After I started vomiting blood and feeling absolutely dreadful I went to the hospitaI, had to stay in the hospital for 5 days, I was dehydrated and received infusions. They released me, saying I need everyday an infusion otherwise I have to stay in the hospital till I stop vomiting and able to drink something (which ended at 30 weeks into my pregnancy). So I went to my gynecologist to talk further steps, first the nurse jells at me: you need to drink, it's important for you and the baby. Like I was on purpose not drinking. Than I show my Ob Gyn the letter of the hospital - she did not believe I was feeling so sick and needed infusions. So I left - without any recommendation/ address to go to get the help I needed and being ridiculed. I changed my Ob Gyn and luckily my GP tooked care of me really well.
My mom was experiencing a lot of pain, and hypersensitivity. Even soft clothes felt like they were full of needles. Her doctor tried several things, then told her it was all in her head. My mom insisted that it was not. Her doctor reluctantly referred her to a neurologist. Neurologist looks her over and goes "Let me see if I can guess everything you're feeling." He then lists every single type of pain that my mom has been experiencing. At my mom's confirmation, he tells her, "You have fibromyalgia." He explains what it is and starts her on medication, with the stipulation that it may take a few more visits and discussions to find the correct strength of medication to get her pain under control. My mom has another appointment with her regular doctor. After hearing her diagnosis, the man scoffs loudly and says "I don't believe in fibromyalgia." My mom basically said "This isn't the effing Easter Bunny, you jerk," and found a new doctor to be the patient of.
Yes, medical team can be opinionated too.. Take 2nd opinion if you feel not treated correctly
I was diagnosed with epilepsy when I was 8 years old. When I was 33, I had a surgery to try and find where the epilepsy (focal point) started from in my brain. The report from the surgery was sent to my general doctor who then told me I didn't have epilepsy and all of my "so called seizures" were "ticks." I never went back to that doctor. The surgery failed, but there were video recordings, witnesses, and EEG recordings of seizures I had during the surgery/ study (surgical EEG). Such a stupid doctor.
My story isn't that bad compared to others but once I was the last patient of the day in my psychiatrist's waiting room. He literally just walked through the waiting room, handed me my script, and walked out the door without a word to me. It was a good thing I was doing okay at that point, but what if I had been in crisis? I would have probably gotten hysterical at that point. I had another psychiatrist argue with me about my symptoms, claiming they weren't in the textbook. I couldn't possibly be feeling what I said I was feeling, i had to be feeling something else. I only saw him once. When I told another psychiatrist about that he just laughed and said, "How old is he?"
I was in the ER after a motorcycle accident; I had a broken wrist and toe but got off easy overall. At one point, a doctor just grabs and squeezes my broken toe. I scream, and he smiles. He later insists that my broken toe needs to be adjusted - by yanking on it. I was woozy from the medications and was not able to remember his name to report him after, which he was probably counting on.
In my family we faint at medical/squeamish things. When we faint, it's like being sucked into a black hole, having an amazing dream, and then being dragged back to real life in a matter of seconds and it's leaves us feeling horrendous. Because of this, we like to plan for things we know could make us pass out. I went to the local nurse to talk about something (can't remember what but no big deal). She told me that my dad had tricked me and that I was really there for a blood test/injection. She made out like he'd planned it. I got super upset and ran home to have a go at my dad. It turned out it was nothing to do with him but I could never forgive her for making me feel betrayed by my dad
Went to an endocrinologist to deal with my diabetes. He prescribed a med and told me that it "might upset my tummy." My tummy? Don't speak to me as if I'm a child. I'm a grown a*s man. Never went back. Found another doc who treats patients with respect.
2/2. I was furious at their incompetence and wanted to make an official complaint but my wife just wanted to forget about her traumatic experience so we didn't complain, how I wish we had. The thing is, my wife was a midwife herself and had trained with one of the stupid bitches in attendance, she didn't like her before and certainly not afterwards. My son has grown up healthy but was a very needy baby which I believe was due in part to the stress he suffered at birth. My heart still aches at the thought of the unnecessary suffering my wife and son endured in the "care" of those two ¢unts. I have a lot of respect for the NHS, they saved my life and the lives of my wife and son in separate incidents, but I hope those two rot in hell.
