An OB/GYN's office. I guess it doesn't matter now, since the main dr was caught on drug charges and his office closed, but if it was open, I would never darken the door again and tell all my friends likewise.
I've had female problems pretty much since I started puberty. We know what it is, it has been diagnosed and treated several times over the last few years. I've had 3 surgeries to correct it. I know what is wrong. Anyway, after the last surgery I was still having trouble and my family Dr. thought maybe there had been some scar tissue growth or maybe nerve damage from the last surgery. Unfortunately, my GYN had retired by that point and I couldn't go back to him so my doc set me up with this new clinic.
First of all, I didn't get to see the doctor, I got to see his NP since this was their policy for all new patients. Normally, I have no problem seeing the NP but I was also charged 300 dollars for this visit and for that kind of money, I'd like to see someone with MD behind their name. Besides, all the NP would do was report her findings to the Dr. who would then call you in for another appointment for a consult. I figured for 300 dollars a visit we could skip the middleman.
But Oh well, I went back with the NP and she was examining me and talking to me about my lifestyle. Was I smoker? No. Never been. Never? Never. Was I a drinker? No. Never? Well, I'd had a few drinks here and there, but never really liked any so gave it up. Really? Yes, really. (See how its going? Everything I say is questioned and re-questioned.) Was I married? Oh I was getting a divorce? I need a full STD panel. No, other Dr already did that when I found out ex-DH was scrabbling with everything on 2 legs while deployed. It was clean. Well, it all needed to be done again because some don't show up for a couple of weeks/months. I told her that it had been over a year since ex-DH and I had scrabbled before the first test. Are you sure? At which point I wasn't an E-hellion and got mad, and said, "Seeing as he's been in a different country for the last 18 months, I'm pretty sure we haven't scrabbled lately." (Ex-DH was in the army.)
So then it came out that I was seeing someone new. Despite my protest that we hadn't scrabbled yet, she just insisted that I had a STD and needed the full panel test before they could treat me further for the other problem since the other problem shouldn't be causing my pain. Fine. Whatever. Well she ended the visit by setting up and ultrasound for the other problem and giving me a scrip for a very expensive and powerful antibiotic for the STD I had to have. I asked her which one she thought I had, she told me the would show that. I asked her then should I wait for the test results to fill it. No. I needed it right away because she was certain I had an STD (But not which one?) I was getting divorced and had a new boyfriend after all.
So I took the script but did not fill it since A) I knew I didn't have an STD, despite getting a divorce (Bad me for not staying with an abusive cheater) B) I hadn't scrabbled with my new BF (Now DH) C) it cost more money than I had and it was still a week to payday, D) even weak antibiotic make me so sick I want to die and E) I don't believe in taking antibiotic with a clear diagnosis needing them. That's how you get medicine resistant "superbugs".
A week later, I still hadn't heard from them so I called for my test results. Oh, everything came back negative and they don't call for negative results.
Okay. So if I had filled the script I would have wasted 150 dollars, been too sick to function and taken this medicine that I didn't need for over a week making it less affective if I ever did need to take it. All because of the NP's preconceived notion that a 25 year old divorcee would be out partying and bed hopping with everyone.
I did go back to meet with the Dr. and it was the original problem. I told them that. He wanted me to start taking a treatment for the problem that was over 800 dollars a monthly dose. I was willing to do this, since it is an approved treatment for the problem until I found out that my insurance wouldn't help with the cost. I worked for a catholic hospital and had insurance through them. It was flagged as a form of birth control because that is a side effect and they wouldn't pay for it. Even though as the Pharmacist told me, taking that for birth control was like taking moraphine for a papercut.
I called and talked to the nurse about that since I didn't make 800 dollars in a paycheck and was told since I didn't want the medicine offered they couldn't see me anymore.