well. i sat in a waiting room for over an hour today, only to have a FEMALE doctor tell me that women are CURSED TO ENDURE PAIN AND SHOULDN'T BE QUESTIONING IT (her words) and basically i should just Suck it up that I've been experiencing (coming and going) fever, vertigo, passing out (okay, only once) and some invisible entity that is insisting as of late on ripping my innards apart, ovulating or not, all month long.
she told me (i KID YOU NOT) to just take some advil.
perhaps most people don't think this is Completely Fucking outrageous.
i mean this is the sort of prognosis I would expect from a male doctor of course (sorry guys), that sympathetic expression that males have to put on, 'coz the dear things don't know what the hell is going on in there or what it feels like, despite what their textbooks (or girlfriends) might tell them.
but it can't be that bad, they think, or they would call it cancer or something.
But to have a woman say to me that we're meant to be in pain, and just because something is painful doesn't mean there is anything wrong (her words again), and then refuse to examine the problem further, is to me an example of Iredeemable INSANITY.
of course, you can call me histrionic, you wouldn't be the first. Gah.