The American Health Care System honestly does not give a shit about their patients. I went to the OBGYN today to look into why I have such God awful cramps. The front desk lady was so annoyed at me when I put my info under the insurance part instead of my dads and was so mad I had to do math to figure out what year my father was born. Do I look like I have filled out a ton of doctor info sheets, no. I have more than most girls have but I am not seasoned at this, nor perfect. And how many people know their fathers birth year? I am sorry but in no world should I be an inconvenience to them what so ever. I only got to see a nurse practitioner. She gave me the spill about how cramps will hurt and just take pain meds. After I told her we almost went to the hospital last time and I ended up taking 5 Tylenol and a muscle relaxer and many home remedies to make it stop. But that is totally normal. She said she wanted to put me on birth control right? I told her last time I was on it, it gave me a two hour headache every afternoon that no meds could help. She looked at me and said well we got to choose which pain is doable. She said to deal with the headaches and take Tylenol. Then I told her about my sisters depression and stress and everything she went through with birth control, and she belittled it. She spoke to me in this "Gosh you're such a pussy voice." and told me I am sure your sister may have had a little trouble but that's just part of it. I got the we have to try all the different ones try them for at lest 3 months blah blah blah. Are you serious? I should just play around with my hormones which just so happen to effect my IBS, to see. I should play around for months and maybe, maybe not get cramping relief. I do not think so. I was so done. What if something is actually wrong and you missed it? I swear I will be pissed. No one cares any more. No one gives a shit. I will never go back to that office. And when I left and made a second appointment for a follow up. The girl let me pick a date and gave me to card with the info on it and started talking to her friend. She did not say a word to me. Not goodbye have a nice day. She looked at me cause I was waiting to know what to do and she didn't even look at me but said, you can go now. If that is how the people that supposed to care for us and make sure we are healthy take care of us, I want nothing to do with it. Why has God given me a passion for alternative health care because we need places that care about us. We need medical professionals that actually want to help and are caring and will pray for you. I hated today but was reminded about why my calling is so important, we need people to care.
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