Annual Exam

I recently had the great pleasure of going for my annual exam. One of the hardest parts of moving or switching insurances is having to find a new gynecologist and having somebody new checking out your lady business. Now I am not necessarily opposed to having a male gynecologist although I do prefer a female, as they know more about my lady business than a male does. The person I picked this time just happened to be a male.

My experience started in the hallway waiting for the office to open when a lady who was probably a size negative zero asked me how far along I was! My only satisfaction was seeing the horror on her face when I told her I was not pregnant, just fat! I then of course had to wait almost an hour before being called back. I finally went back and was able to enjoy getting on the scale when I was already feeling so great about myself! The nurse took me in the room and told me to get completely naked and wanted me to put on a child sized paper vest and something that really feels no bigger than a paper towel to cover my lower half. Of course the room is freezing and I have to wait another 20 minutes in my crinkly outfit. So my male Dr comes in and then says that he has some medical students and is it alright if they come in. Oh sure, why the hell not! Let's make a party out of my vagina!

So he feels up my breasts, makes me scoot to the edge of the table and violates my lady business with that thing that reminds me of a pipe cleaner. As I am enjoying the pinch of the speculuum my boss of course is calling my work cell phone so now I have the image of him in my head! Can this get any better?

The Dr has me sit up and then asks me if I have any questions. I let him know about the PCOS and that my other Dr thinks I should have a scope to make sure everything is ok in there. At that point he asks me if I am planning on getting pregnant and I say "well no" and he says that I don't really need to worry about it unless I am planning on getting pregnant. Excuse me? I would prefer not to have a cyst burst in my uterus if I can at all help it! He then says that I just need to be on Birth Control. I then tell him that I am unable to take Birth Control due to the Pulmonary Embolism I had. Then he says "well in the country I come from we have other medications that could help, but you can't get those here". Ok, then why are you telling me? Then he has the nerve to tell me that if I just ate healthier and exercised I could probably clear up a lot of my issues. He says "I am not saying your fat, I just think it would help to lose weight". First off, I am so sick of people thinking I pig out because of my weight! I try to eat really healthy and have really had trouble losing weight. Now granted I could use a little more exercise, but don't just assume that I am hittin Mickey D's every night! At this point, I am just done with this guy and all I want to do is put my clothes back on and head back to work!

So there you have it! Another great trip to the gyno! I will be getting a different Dr not only because he was a jerk but also because I want another opinion and with someone that will actually listen to the person that knows her own body! I really hope those med students had another person to learn from!