I also get really tired of expectations of living your life as some piece of political performance art for other people’s benefit, at a much higher priority than being a human with actual needs and feelings that matter.

thebibliosphere:

sophies-sideshow:

thebibliosphere:

thebibliosphere:

Also, to any men reading my posts who are horrified and want to know how they can help—offer to go with your female friends and relatives to appointments. Explain to them you’ve been reading about medical neglect towards women and let them know that if they ever want emotional support, you are there for them.

No, really, you have no idea how differently doctors react when there is a man in the room. Some female doctors will give ETD the side-eye and try to find ways to ask if I am okay (which, bless them) but once they are made aware that he is there at my request for emotional support, they are perfectly happy to have him there, and don’t talk to him unless I need them to. 

Male doctors? Whole other ball game. They spot him sitting there and their whole demeanor shifts, and if they do talk over me to him, he quickly sets them right and doesn’t engage in their misogynistic comments, he just stares them down and steps in if he thinks I am being gaslighted, words and phrases like “is this the usual treatment for symptoms like this?” forces the doctor to explain usually what they’d do for him, at which point I am able to ask “so why am I not being sent for XYZ testing/why am I not being prescribed pain treatment?”

But also remember, you are there to be my ally, not to tell the doctor what you think is wrong with me, but to make them pay attention to me. Direct the conversation back to me, and if it’s not working, repeat exactly what I am saying and make them listen.

It’s entirely fucked up, but your mere presence could mean the difference between misdiagnosis and proper medical treatment.

And just because I am seeing it in the tags “#this shit doesn’t happen with female doctors” oh it absolutely fucking does.

Misogyny in the medical world is fucking ingrained. It’s in the very teachings of modern medicine.

Some of my worst gynecological experiences were at the hands of other women who thought I was bullshitting my pain levels when it comes to certain procedures and illnesses. 

I’ve been told to “stop making a fuss” while I have screamed on the table from a speculum insertion (by the way, HUGE warning sign there is something majorly wrong with your muscle walls, pain upon insertion is not “normal” do not accept it if they tell you agony is normal upon insertion of anything) for a “routine” exam. And to give you some idea of my pain tolerance levels, I’ve had two root canals without anesthesia (cause 

anesthesia doesn’t work for me) and I breathed deeply through them. I left nail marks in the chair and had to tap out a few times for a rest, but I’ve never screamed and shot out the chair like I was being murdered.

I’ve had female doctors tisk at my medical file and tell me I want to “get myself together”, like I’m having an autoimmune collapse for funsies. I’ve had female doctors tell me I “just need to have a baby” because that will “calm me down” and also “what does your husband thing of all this?”

Which speaking of, I’ve also had female doctors turn to my husband and say “wow you sure are good to be coping well with this” like eXCUSE YOU, HE’S NOT THE ONE WHOSE BODY IS EATING ITSELF ALIVE???!! BUT OKAY, SURE, I’M THE ONE WHO NEEDS TO “BE MORE POSITIVE AND TAKE A TYLENOL”. OKAY THEN. 
(also as an aside: if they do ask your male friend/loved one to leave the room to ensure your safety and you aren’t being controlled, remember to ask for him to be brought back in. Sometimes they “forget” and you’re left on your own again)

And all of this? All those things I posted up there? Those apply to white women as well. 

Women of color and women with disabilities, are more likely to be neglected and gaslighted than cis white able bodied women are—and we (I use the term losely when it comes to able bodied re: myself, heh) already get the short end of the stick when it comes to appropriate medical care. Be aware of your fellow women (all your sisters, not just your cisters) and if you are in a position to offer help and go to appointments and sit in on exams, know that it would be greatly appreciated. 

And again, remember, it is not your place to talk over your friend, this is not about you or what you think is wrong.

This is about you using your privilege by your mere presence alone, to make sure your friend is going to get adequate medical care, whether it’s pain management or diagnosis. 

Be a witness and hold those in the medical industry accountable for their neglect and actions against the vulnerable. Because by gods no one else will.

@thebibliosphere, are you aware most doctors won’t allow someone else in the exam room?  Sometimes even spouses?  Even if the patient specifically and verbally allows it?  At least, that’s how it works where I live, in the south-east USA.

Besides that, though, good advice.

Oh they can tell you they’re not Allowed but they’ve no legal leg to stand on. If you want someone in there with you, you are absolutely legally allowed to do so. If you explain why you want your spouse in the room with you (you don’t need to say “I don’t trust you” just “I want someone else here to remember things/I get nervous”) and they downright refuse to let your partner in with you? That’s a huge red flag to me.

The only doctors who downright refused to let ETD in the room with me were the ones who ended up being dangerous and abusive in their behavior and I stopped the exams to demand someone else be allowed in the room with me as is my legal right. They might not be behind the curtain with me but they are absolutely allowed to be in the room by US law, regardless of state.

Hi. Help?

fireheartrises:

since I have tried to type this 2 times and the power kept cutting off:

Hurricane Harvey fucked up my ability to pay my july car note on September 1st because I had to go buy necessities. Friday I finally had enough hours to pay my car note but because i’m just now getting hours again after not having them since February, and this dumb ass hurricane, and the fact that this was the weekend to stock back up on things like water, I need help paying my car note. 

I live in a suburb of Houston that has no metro bus to get me to and from work (another suburb with no metro) so I can’t take the bus. And with this hurricane, the Houston area is getting the dirty side, and it’s a possibility, if the hurricane goes back into the gulf, that it will hit Houston which means it will directly hit my house. Luckily I live in a non flood area so I’m not worried about flooding, I’m worried about not being able to have a car if the wrecker comes. Also I need my car because it’s the only one we have for my family. 

I don’t need Wells Fargo taking my shit right now so basically I need either 319 dollars for July or if you want, 638 dollars for July and August so that I will be completely caught up. 

Sadly I’m a talentless hack and can’t give your art, music, or fic. 

Please help a sad case? I will literally take pennies tbh like I just need enough. I get paid every Friday and this Friday coming up will be a decent check but not enough for two months worth of a car note. Plus I have to pay for gas and keep my ez tag paid in case I have to go save my mom from her job with a toxic/abusive family. 

Below are my links:

paypal.me/ladyknuckles

https://cash.me/$ladyknuckles

https://venmo.com/ladyknuckles-

Please help a mofo? If you don’t have money to give, it is OK. Please don’t feel bad if you can’t help out. But please reblog if you are able. 

Also reminded of this again, which was one post I could find with a quick search. With my tag commentary:

#tell this to too many professionals
#I was actually relieved when my parents broke the news
#I asked my mom if they might get divorced before that
#reassurance that they wouldn’t was not at all what I was hoping to hear
#yes please no more crazy yelling
#I can tell you hate each other
#abuse mention

Yeah, not too surprisingly, I did have some problems after they split, with basically no opportunity to talk about what was really bothering me.

The socially acceptable explanation, heavily pushed by what professionals I was briefly forced to see until my mother said no more (for her own reasons)? Child obviously feels responsible, rejected by the parent living elsewhere, and blames self for the divorce. These inevitable factors will always make children unhappy in predictable ways after a divorce. (Also, very likely one parent shit talking the other, for no good reason beyond their own personal animosity–which needs to stop for the children’s good.)

The reality? Pretty much everything suddenly going wrong in my life besides that. Which nobody wanted to hear about. Including some escalating abusive situations and a terrible school environment.

I really don’t have the spoons to go into that more now, but it makes me angry that this is still far from an uncommon situation for kids.

That was also pretty much a preview for some later “Troubled Teens™ are inevitably having specific problems, expressed in very specific ways, for one particular set of reasons, all of this highly gendered–no matter how badly this pet theory corresponds to what said kids are trying to say about how they’re experiencing the world and what’s bothering them” BS. But, again, no spoons.

Actually, I’m sure my Papaw would have gone after his Miracle Puppy ASAP. But, he didn’t get the chance.

Somehow I doubt he was at all happy about the situation either, but some bad dynamics going on there.

So now I had to start thinking again about how Dandy only got a couple of years with us. It’s still sad, even if there was nothing I could do about the situation at the time.

I was a few weeks into first grade when my parents’ marriage finally broke totally up. My biodad left first, and my mom and I moved to live with my grandparents about an hour away before the house got foreclosed. (Long story there, with financial abuse involved.)

So, she packed us up in the car, and just left my friend Dandy there unattended. Saying she meant to go back for him in a day or two, but who knows.

Yeah, we were packed into a VW Bug with a bunch of belongings and not much room for a large English Setter, but still. We were hardly urgently fleeing for our lives, and it would have made more sense to leave some of the stuff there and take the living breathing dog along. We were even headed straight to where we got him in the first place! My Papaw kept working setters, and an extra one coming back wouldn’t have been a problem at all.

But, that apparently just wasn’t a high priority to her at the time.

As it was, my abusive biodad swooped in and cleared out everything that was left there. His child’s dog, whatever furniture he could haul out, my toys, you name it. The neighbors watched him. Never saw any of it again, and he pretended he knew nothing about it. Besides claiming he found Dandy a nice new home. It wasn’t even a good lie.

And I couldn’t show grief over any of it, of course. Everyone else had Real Problems and my behavior made things harder.

I would have rather had Dandy than whatever material belongings got stuffed into the car instead. And she never acted like she did anything worthy of criticism there. How could she have known he might see an opportunity to take it out on the poor dog? 😵 (After he was abandoned there, but nobody was supposed to mention that part, yeah.)

tejoxys:

garrow-the-khajiit:

musicalhell:

thehappyvet:

thehappyvet:

Guess what?! There is a miracle cure for parvovirus but it’s not what youtube and natural health bloggers would have you believe. It’s not feeding them charcoal, colloidial silver, homeopathic vaccines, capsules full of faeces from a dog that currently has parvo, oregano, garlic… not even a raw food diet.

It’s vaccinating your fucking puppy.

Reblogging since we’ve euthanased at least 20 dogs in the last two weeks due to a positive parvo test 😭😭😭 please vaccinate your puppies!!

Wait, are you telling me the anti-vax crowd has moved on to pets now?  What are they afraid of, a rise of feline autism?

Antivaxers are literally the stupidest group of people possible, so they probably are.

no but one of the things I witnessed as a little vet tech intern doing rotation was a frustrated tech trying to convince an older woman to let the clinic give her adult dog his annual rabies vaccine (a required vaccination for reasons of public safety), which she was refusing to do because “what proof can you show me that these weird drugs won’t make my dog autistic??”

and a week later, another woman shying away from the parvo vaccine for her puppy because “you just hear all sorts of horror stories about vaccines these days, you know?”

also, when I was looking up my state’s rabies vaccination laws just now while writing my addition to this post, one of the first things to pop up was an article for pet owners about “tips on how to avoid ALL vaccines!!”

so, yes. yes, the antivaxxers have moved on to pets, people are now afraid of “autism” in dogs & cats, and it is it brain-meltingly stupid, not to mention dangerous for everyone.

Again, we were given the sole survivor of a litter of puppies who had the first confirmed canine parvovirus in our state (from one of my grandfather’s dogs) when I was a kid, in I think 1979. After the disease was recognized in 1978, and before a vaccine was developed for dogs.

All of his sisters and brothers died, and he was left with lifelong complications–including neurological effects–much more serious than autism.

Thankfully, they at least know more about symptomatic support now, but it appalls me even more that a significant number of people are OK with placing their animals (and everyone else’s) in that kind of preventable danger. When it was that devastating an illness so recently, and is still extremely dangerous.

I got even more aggravated, doing a quick search just now, and immediately turning up this garbage as some indication of the situation:

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