"Everyone’s Tired These Days. Get Over It": 69 Medical Workers Who Said Something Completely Out Of Line

I was scheduled to visit a female primary care doctor for blood pressure follow up after I was released from the hospital. I told her why I was just in the hospital and she says “there is no such thing as postpartum preeclampsia”.

Because I have life experience, I’m a health care professional as well and she had a student with her I said “I’m going to allow you to research that and when I come back next week you’re going to apologize and tell me what you learned.”.

You have anxiety because you are fat.

My response "OH, so you must have anxiety too." He was larger than me. I know it wasn't nice of me, but I am not letting a doctor bully me.

My physician had recently retired and this was the first new doctor I saw. I did file a complaint. I did find a wonderful doctor shortly after.

I was told straight up that they weren’t going to refer me to any kind of specialist (endocrinologist/neurologist/gynaecologist) despite me being in constant pain from my cycle. Then they told me to “just have a baby. That will sort things out”. I have never shown any interest in having children.

‘If you were 7 inches shorter you’d be morbidly obese’ I was 7 months pregnant and not planning on shrinking 7 inches either.

My husband spent a week in the hospital with an abscess inside of his spine. They did not develop the blood cultures. They did not identify the abscess. They did not figure out the reason for the elevated white blood cell count. And as they were unhooking the bag of antibiotics to discharge him, I was asking the infectious diseases doctor what the last week worth of experiences had been all about? Why had he been so sick? And the doctor very coldly looked at me with a sneer and said “this isn’t an episode of House. Sometimes you don’t get answers.”

Within 48 hours of being unsafely discharged from that hospital, my husband was in emergency laminectomy surgery, from which he emerged paralyzed. We do not know if he will walk again.

My rage knows no bounds.

I asked for a blood test for ongoing fatigue. Doctor rolled his eyes and said: “Everyone’s tired these days. Get over it.”

I had vitamin B12 deficiency severe enough to cause nerve damage.

I went recently to a doctor for assistance in weight loss. She told me to aim for 10k steps a day. I told her that wouldn't do anything as I regularly get 10k on a notably slow day and 17k on an average day. 25k on a busy one.

She said, "I can't help you if you're not going to be honest with me and yourself."

I pulled out my activity tracker and showed her *months* worth of tracking and she looked it over then said, "Is this your husband's activity?"

Really disappointing that you can't demand a refund from people like this.

I have horrible HG (super puking, basically) during pregnancy. I went from 140 lbs pre-pregnancy to 100 lbs at 8 months kind of sick. Hospitalization. They were doing medicine trials on me lol

Anyway, when it first started, I had spent a few weeks just carrying a trash can with me and getting sick on just water. When I started puking up blood, I finally agreed to go get help.

The first guy looks at the blood and puke filled little trash can I had and said *looks like soda* sir I can't even hold down water.

Then, the nurse wouldn't give me FLUIDS until I gave her a pee sample. My dad and I kept telling her that I did not have enough to do so. Begging her for hydration, nothing else.

She said *THAT I WAS FAKING IT TO GET PAIN MEDS*

I said I do not want pain meds, I'm just literally about to pass away from dehydration and exhaustion or it'll probably make me lose my baby.

So after a few hours, my dad carried me to the restroom, I peed the darkest three drops of pee and he carried me back.

My dad told them I had given a sample. Another TWO HOURS went by and my dad went and yelled at them. My dad is a very peaceful man and does not raise his voice like that.

She literally threw the door open, looking pissed, and as soon as she saw my "sample" her face looked horrified and she left. Came back as fast as she could with some fluids... And also MORPHINE. Yeah, apparently I really was sick enough to warrant morphine. I asked to not be given the morphine but they said I needed it.

Honestly, after that, I slept for like 3 hours and it felt like days because I hadn't slept for more than 30 mins at a time for weeks before that. So maybe it was ok just that once.

I was still so pissed. It's great to be observant and deny certain meds for certain reasons, but they were so RUDE to me when I was obviously struggling. So bad that I went to my doctor's the next day and he sent me straight to the downtown hospital, without even knowing I had been to the ER.

Dr sewing up my (now late) wife after childbirth asked how tight did I want her.

After a year of increasingly worse stomach issues and 6 months of tests I finally had an appointment with the head of internal medicine at a very reputable hospital. I was stoked, now I would finally get the answer to my issues that kept landing me in the ER. He riffled through my file for a minute, looked up, removed his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose and said: “Here’s what you’re going to do Mrs T, you’re going to make an appointment with your family doctor and have him prescribe you some antidepressants. This is all in your head.”

I was literally stunned into silence. Left his office and sat in my car and cried for an hour. 3 months later I was hospitalized for two weeks with a severe case of gallstones. The gallbladder was so full of stones it had become inflamed which caused the liver to become inflamed and swell up to three times its normal size which annoyed the pancreas into doing the same thing. It was not a good time.

My hand was swollen to the point of barely being able to bend my fingers, let alone make a fist. Went to the nearest clinic & got an appointment to see a GP. He asked what was wrong, I showed him my hand, said that I'd woken up like that, hadn't done anything out of the ordinary. He then said "oh, well what do you think is wrong with it?" Which okay, maybe he thought I was going to say I'd been bitten by a spider, or fell over or something, but I hadn't given any indication of a reason for my hand to be three times it's normal size.

The red flag was after checking my hand he said "it doesn't look right, maybe you should make an appointment to see someone about it."

Gee doc, that's what I came to see YOU for.

Went to see a dermatologist. Wasn't super enthused about the appointment. We chat for a minute or two and then he says, "Alright buddy, let's check out why you're here." He spins around to his computer and continues, "Ah, yes. I see here that you've got something going on with your pecker. Alright boss, drop trow and hit the table."

Totally unprofessional, but hands-down the funniest thing I ever heard a doctor say. It immediately broke the ice and was probably the least awkward way I could have actually imagined the appointment going. The guy was clearly brilliant and knew what he was doing. He socially engineered that encounter into not being awkward for either of us and it was an impressive gambit.

A male gynecologist told me I had Tubal Ligation Syndrome that was causing constant bleeding. It's not a real diagnosis and is controversial.

Good thing I sought a second opinion. I diagnosed with advanced ovarian cancer by a female doctor that same year.

"It's just anxiety." Turned out to be a literal cyst that needed surgery. They love blaming everything on stress.

I was in hospital after an attempt when I was 17. The doctor came in, gave me a filthy look and said "aw did you just break up with your boyfriend" and walked out.

Ignored me for like 6 hours before I was discharged with some legitimate anger from the nurses and doctors. I never understood why they treated me like that.

Found a lump so I wanted to book a mammogram. I went to see a replacement doctor because my own was off that day, explained the issue, and mentioned that I had recently done a round of IVF (since the hormone injections can be relevant for breast tissue changes).

She booked the mammogram and then told me I should fly to Saudi Arabia and buy some Mounjaro over the counter to lose weight and I'd be pregnant in no time.

We were doing IVF because of male infertility. 🤔.

When having my routine female check-up the doctor was doing my lower region exam and HE said "Can tell you haven't had intercourse in a looooong while!" and then he giggled.

I felt humiliated after that moment, and held in my tears. I cried in my car after that appointment. He's no longer practicing.

I came for a visit because of very heavy, extremely painful, and bloody periods. "That's just how you are. It'll go away once you give birth."

I was 12 years old!

I was having serious sleep disruption. My doctor said perhaps Satan was working through me. This was in February of this year.

"You were right. The blood test confirms you're definitely pregnant. That aught to teach you to keep your legs closed."

He walked out as I said "What did you just say to me?!" He wouldn't come back and face me so I went straight to reception in front of other patients and demanded that my file be sent to a different doctor immediately because there was no way I wanted him anywhere near me or my baby. He'd been my family doctor since I was a little kid and that was the first time he'd ever been vile toward me and the last time I ever saw him.