Why men shouldn't do that job

I am pissed off and in pain- so try to follow along.
Although I just stopped my bitch cycle last Tuesday, for some reason, 6 days later, my uterus felt I needed another one. I could bite it- gazing longingly at the big red circle around the date of my hysterectomy on the calendar....

I could- if I hadn't come down with this ass ripping cold that has me hacking up gooey green goodness every other breath. Seems that coughing aggravates an already bad condition of cramping. I spent yesterday afternoon on the couch, curled in the fetal position around my heating pad, crying like a fucking bitch. I couldn't take it, so I took a horse-pill of Motrin. Not only useless, but I booted it, with the hot dog I ate, 20 minutes later.

Time to call GYN for some help. I put in a T-con for the doctor there, as my fabulous wonderful Dr. T wasn't there. This is where it got good...

"What's the problem today?"

"Blah, blah, incredible pain, blah, blah, scheduled for hysterectomy, blah blah, terrible cough, blah blah, adenomyosis, blah blah, need help. Pain Management."

"It is not my style to prescribe narcotics over the phone."
(I never asked for narcotics. I said pain management, I would have taken any viable options, but whatever...He could have stopped with "I don't do that", and I would have been understanding about it.)

"I saw that you have had narcotics in the last six weeks."

"No, I haven't. That's not right."

"Well, I don't have your file here front of me." (WHAT?! Then why the fuck are you calling me, and spouting forth this shit from your noise-hole? You can't even open and read my file at the same time as talking down to me?) "You have been given 100 pills in six weeks, that's a lot of pills."

"But your information is wrong. I haven't been given anyth..."

"Again, I don't have your file in front of me. You should go to the ER IF it is THAT bad." (Yes he had that shitty condescending fucking tone in his voice.)

"I can't. My husband is TDY, and I can't very well take my kids to the ER with me if they want to do a pelvic. I have a pelvic ultrasound scheduled for tomorrow, anyways. I can make an appointment with y'all?"

"We don't have any appointments available. When do you see Dr. T again?"

"Ummmm... in a month for my pre-op"

"If you can hold out for your US or your next appt with Dr. T..."
(I am supposed to hold out until an appointment with radiology What the fuck is radiology going to do!? Or an appointment with Dr. T in a month for cramps this week? Did I hear that right?!)

I hung up, and went on a crying jag. No, it is not like me to get all weepy'n'shit- but being in pain, and alone... It was called for. Then I took rotations of aspirin, tylenol, and aleve... Cramps were still just as bad- but I did get a nice distracting case of heartburn on the side.

For the record- I haven't had any pain meds since I had my IUD pulled out- THAT was six weeks ago. I had been given Percocet from June 9th thru July 18th, PRIOR to the IUD removal. 39 days- and about 100 pills... that works out to WAY below the prescribed recommended amount of 1-2 pills every 4-6 hours.

So I am incredible pain, running a temperature of 101, and being made to feel either like the world's biggest pain pussy, or an addicted crack whore looking for a fix. Fucking hell. The only thing I can relate this to in man-speak would be- imagine being dick-kicked every 15 minutes for 5 days, and see if you weren't acting like the world's biggest pussy. The stomach pain, the backache, the cramps so intense that they make the skin on the outside hurt. Yep, I think that's about right- let me use your sack for a speed bag for a few days, then you can understand what this is like.

I did not go to the ER- fear of being made to feel more like shit- especially in front of my kids- rather made me prefer the searing pain to seeing another swinging dick in a white coat... I might end up in prison for choking said prick with his stethoscope.

A man being a gynecologist is just fucking wrong. They can't understand the experience that is being a vagina owner. Why would a man pick that field anyways? He just loves babies? Bullshit! It's so he can look at twat all day. Isn't that like letting your mechanic fuck your car?! I am calling patient advocacy this morning and telling them what a cocksucker this doctor is... I can't believe they gave this bastard a license to practice medicine. (He didn't even have my file open?!) Asshole!