So my doctor referred me to a fertility clinic in my town back in June and it really didn’t go so well. Before even getting the referral I mentioned to my doctor that I don’t think they would help me much due to my size and hearing horror stories – she ensured it wouldn’t happen especially since I had lost 60lbs and I was working on losing weight.
*Regardless no one should be shammed regardless if they’re losing weight, gaining or staying the same*
So my husband and I made the appointment and we happily went to our appointment, I was excited and hopeful because one of the reasons we wanted to go was to see if I was suffering from PCOS – and I was really hoping to hear that I was overreacting. Unfortunately I didn’t get to find out anything because of the doctor there.
As soon as we walked in he barely shook my husband’s hand and had one of those stand up desks while we were asked to sit down. He definitely seemed like one of those people who wanted to make you feel small while he was above you.
When we finally got to talking all he wanted to talk about was my weight… He told me how dangerous it was and how I would have all these complications. I told him that I had lost 60lbs in the past year and he looked at me in shock and said I would need to lose at least another 60lbs before he was comfortable. He also gave me hell for being there after only trying for two months – but I was really only wanting blood tests and to make sure I was ovulating. He said he could definitely do the tests but then I would just try and get pregnant and he wouldn’t want that. Honestly he was such a piece of sh*t.
My husband and I actually started laughing in this mans face while we sat in his office and asked each other “Is this man serious?” all while he tried to say these things louder to try and insult us. This man only knows my BMI and the number on the scale… He doesn’t know how long I can go on an elliptical, how I never drink soda, how eat homemade food 95% of the time and that my blood pressure level is in the OPTIMAL range. My own family doctor had no concerns and was really excited for me.
I won’t lie and say I didn’t leave in tears… The worst thing is I got my period the next day which is when I would of needed to go for the first day of testing. I obviously didn’t go because my mental health didn’t need that and he definitely didn’t deserve my money after how he spoke to me.
So my family doctor wanted to know how it all went afterwards so I saw her two days later and she was so upset with how I was treated. She was going to let her whole office know so no one else would have to deal with this doctor – at least not from her office. We both decided that I would try on my own and hope my hormones went back to normal and we would see each other again in September… So far my hormones still seem out of wack unfortunately but I am still hopeful.