People Share The Bizarre Things Doctors Have Told Them, Here Are The 50 Of The Weirdest Ones

The doctor ran into my room yelling "OH MY GOD!... then said, " We have to get you to the hospital!"... "the last person I saw here with this had to have a lot of flesh removed." She then proceeded to show me photos of the patient with flesh removed. It was absolutely horrific.

I had a spider bite on my elbow. It started off as a very sore spot that felt like I hit my elbow on something. Three hours later, my entire arm was red, swollen and hot. When I bent my arm, a steady stream of clear liquid poured out of my elbow. There was no question about how bad this was.

The doctor was adamant that I go to the hospital and spend a week with an intravenous drip of antibiotics. She thought that even with antibiotics I might lose part of my arm. It was obviously a very bad situation but I live in the US and didn't have insurance. I had gone to the hospital first but I was turned away. It's not legal for them to do this but I was young and inexperienced so I left after the lady at the desk berated me, yelling that "you can't expect to just walk in here with no money..." I then went to a walk-in-clinic which is where this doctor was.

The doctor may not have been good at hiding her fear and panic but she absolutely saved my arm and quite possibly my life. For the following week I went to see her twice a day and she gave me a series of shots and pills. She had a closet full of salesmen's samples that she gave me so all the d***s were free of charge. Even though I went there 14 times, I was only charged for the first day's visit, which was only $100. This doctor saved me tens of thousands of dollars.

I think of that doctor often and hope that life has treated her as well as she treated me.

During a physical I said “s**t” and he immediately perked up, “wait, I don’t have to watch my language with you?” to which I said no…he visibly relaxed and loudly proclaimed, “THANK F****N GOD” and started discussing my health frankly, but with enough swears to make a sailor blush. My favorite GP ever, made sure I saw him yearly til he left the practice.

I was having REALLY bad period pain. It was crippling & the flow was HEAVY. I was changing a super pad every hour or two or it would leak.

Three separate doctors told me “it’s normal to have bleeding & pain each month” as if I was some moron who didn’t understand female reproduction…I was so ready to slap someone.

Turns out I had tumours in my uterus which only got found because I got pissed & said to dr number three “ok, but before I leave I would like you to write in my notes that you are refusing my request to send me for diagnostic tests to determine the cause of my pain”. He begrudgingly wrote me a referral for ultrasounds & within 8 weeks I was having surgery to have the rumours removed. Thankfully benign, but having them removed made the pain go away & the bleeding was back to normal.

F**k doctors.

I (hemophiliac) need to wear a medic alert everywhere just incase I’m in an accident, injured, unconscious, etc. & won’t stop bleeding; allowing advice on what proper clotting factor I need to be treated with. I always wore a dog tag around my neck, but as I grew throughout high school & college it would pull on the little chest hair I was working so hard to grow, extremely annoying me constantly. I switched to a nice bracelet immediately. After making the placement switch and seeing my hematologist for the first time, he made a comment on the risks of not wearing a medic alert (as he saw I didn’t have my necklace on) & I reassured him I *upgraded* to a bracelet instead. His very blunt response to me was that I can lose my arm, therefore losing my medic alert info & still be living… BUT if I lose my head, there’s no need for a medic alert to begin with because I will for sure be dead….. Touché doc.. Touché….

Went to a hematologist to get clearance for a hysterectomy as I had heavy and painful 9 day long periods every 14 days or so and was constantly inflamed and anemic. My husband was with me, and I was 26 at the time, and never wanted kids, plus would have a high chance of giving them a s**t pile of genetic diseases, some kinds risky ones included (hence the hematology visit) . Doctor asked him if it was ok, and my husband responded "it's her body and I don't have a say in it, but it's her decision whatever she chooses and I support that".
He must have been expecting my husband to say no, as he then said in front of us both "you're too young to know what you want, and even though your husband is ok with it, what if he dies and your next husband wants kids?" He declined my request on that basis. Reported to the hospital and the board, found another doctor.

My new-to-me doctor asked if I could be pregnant. I laughingly replied that that's nothing to worry about because I'm a card carrying lesbian.

A week later, I read my online medical chart. It clearly notes: "Patient is a card carrying lesbian."

Too funny.

I had a Dr tell me the tumor on my spine couldn't possibly be causing pain because we have no nerves in or near our spine.

I pointed out it's the main place, left and reported her.

I was having abdominal pain, so my primary care physician scheduled me for an x-ray. The doctor showed me the film, while looking me dead in the eye and said, "You're literally full of s**t".

I asked my new doctor what I thought was a simple follow up question about his diagnosis.  


He instantly flipped and started ranting: "I'M THE DOCTOR HERE! I WENT TO MED SCHOOL! YOU SPENT A FEW MINUTES ON GOOGLE AND *YOU'RE* GOING TO QUESTION *ME*????"


Needless to say, I went home and Googled up a new doctor.

Went to get diagnosed with depression so I could start seeing a psychiatrist. He told me to ‘just get a girlfriend’. Yeah sure. I’ll just pick one up from the store on the way home.

My period was late, so I went to a doctor to confirm if I was pregnant or not. I had had a bunch of tests that looked like they could be positive and something felt off.

So I go in, I pee in a cup, and I was in the exam room for all of one minute. The doctor comes in, looks at me and says, "You here for the preg test?" I said yes.

He says, "Yea, it's negative" and then turns to leave.

I say, "Wait, I have questions! What would cause me to be 2 weeks late then?" He says, "I dunno, are you stressed? Could be your age!"

I said, "SIR! I am 28!"

He then says, "Yea, I dunno. Did you want to get pregnant?" I told him it wouldn't have been a planned pregnancy if I had been. He says, "Hm...guess you got lucky then!"

My non-pregnancy turned 7 in March and he's my most favorite human! And turns out that doc got his medical license taken away for SAing his patients!

"Yeah, this surgery has a 5% chance to cause incontinence in men, but I'm not sure what the impact is in female patients."

Sir, I am a female patient. If you *don't know* what is going to happen to critical organs during a surgery, you are not touching me.

Not me but my mother in law. Doctor called her on the phone at 5:00pm on a Friday to tell her she had terminal cancer, that it would kill her in 3 months, and that any doctor that told her otherwise was lying. He then hung up. When she tried to call back, he didn’t answer. She died 18 years later of a heart attack.

Wife was diagnosed with MS and obviously distraught, doctor told her it's not that bad, he has patients with brain cancer. We found a new doctor.

My husband went to a doctor about chronic back and neck pain in his 20s. The doctor felt his back, looked in his mouth, and told him he had myotonic muscular dystrophy. He told my husband there was no real treatment and that he would be wheelchair bound within a few years, then he referred him to a specialist. We were newlyweds with active hobbies. My husband was a mechanic who made a living off physical labor. We were devastated. A few weeks later he saw the specialist who promptly informed him that the previous doctor was blatantly wrong. They did genetic testing to confirm he didn't have it. Turns out he had mild scoliosis and arthritis. F**k that first doctor though.

Not directly to me, but I went in to ask for a referral for a breast reduction, and I brought my then boyfriend (now husband). The doctor fully turned away from me and asked if my boyfriend of like 6 months was okay with me getting a reduction. He said "I don't give a f**k, it's not my body, why would you ask me?"

The doctor then said no, because I might regret it. Most people prefer the look of large breasts, according to this doctor, therefore I should just suffer. Might be true for "big" boobs, but not for the kind of big that I'm dealing with.

Appendix burst, doc sent me to hospital asap.

Once there a doctor said to my parents “oh it’s just a young kid who is faking it, take him home, give him some Panadol, water and send him to bed he will be fine”

Later that night I can’t walk getting rushed back into hospital with surgery prepped asap.

In my 20s, I had a raging case of endometriosis. I had already had four surgeries to clean it out, losing an ovary in one of them. I had lived with stabbing pain for five years already. Despite my wishes, a doctor refused to do a hysterectomy on me because my "future husband might want to have kids." He thought it was okay to give the control of my body over to someone I had not even met.

Had pneumonia, went to the doctor. First thing he said after my chest x-ray; “Huh, well I haven’t seen that before.”

Say anything else, doc.

I am a guy and have a female Indian doctor. She is just tired of sht, and Im all out of fcks. We bs every time I go in.

Me: *back from Thailand*

Her: *cool, go downstairs to the lab.I've already ordered std test when i saw your name. Get the fck out of my face*

Lolz thanks.