Being a Nurse Doesn't Prevent Medical Sexism

Today's story was submitted anonymously.

I sat reading your story in the Prevention Mag [fully story below] with tears rolling down my cheeks. How well I know YOUR story & the stories on your blog. You see, I have been there soooo many times & have a double whammy going against me...I am a women AND an RN. It seems the second the doctor walks into the room with me it's like he/she becomes deaf. No matter WHAT I tell them it seems like I'm NOT even speaking OR I'm being looked at like "REALLY??". I've even been told, "you're a nurse. You know that can't be happening." So, sadly, I have almost stopped going to the doctor & just hope I'm ok, as I just don't have the energy to try to be heard & BELIEVED anymore. Having been a nurse for 40+ yrs that REALLY sucks for all of us. I just pray no patient EVER felt that way with my care. This has GOT to change...

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"Real Stories of Fat Prejudice in Healthcare"

There was a recent article in Cosmopolitan entitled Doctors Told Her She Was Just Fat. She Actually Had Cancer by the incomparable Maya Dusenbery. I recommend you read it. It's chilling. 

But that article led me to discovering something else. There's a website devoted to essentially the same topic that we are, except as to how it relates to fat people (usually women). I use the term fat because that is the term the site uses. The blog is called "First Do No Harm" and they have quite a bit of resources on the topic including studies showing that doctors do, in fact, discriminate against fat people. (Is that shocking? Not one bit.)

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Story: "To the point where she began to question herself"

My mom passed away in 1997 when I was 13 years old. It was very unexpected and traumatic on me, as I had been an only child and very close to my mom. She had devoted her life to parenting & raising me after she divorced my dad when I was 2 years old. It was always her & I against the world after that point and she was my closest friend as well as being an amazing mother.

Before her death, around the time I was about 11 or so, she developed a medical issue. I only understand it to the level I do based on her writings in her diaries, which I have & kept since her passing. She did an amazing job hiding from me her levels of pain and her struggle with the condition she developed. In her journal she wrote that she didn't want to worry me.

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