Comments on: Speak Softly and Carry a Big Stick (Part III)

By: heather

heather — Thu, 11 Sep 2008 03:44:16 +0000

Who who WHO is this angel in a pin-striped suit?!?! I live in SF and would love to know. I’ve been suffering from vulvodynia (among other crotch troubles) for several years now with little relief. Luckily it’s not as bad as yours is… Jesus christ that sounds awful. I’m glad you finally found someone who’ll take you seriously!

By: Jemima

Jemima — Tue, 11 Dec 2007 22:59:32 +0000

I’m still amazed that a man figured this out and not a woman, but thank God SOMEBODY did. Maybe you should write to the Vatican and have him sainted.

By: Kimba

Kimba — Mon, 03 Dec 2007 23:21:43 +0000

Oh Kaiser….I’ve heard so many terrible things! Would that I could turn back time and switch. However, I’m at the edge of my seat waiting for the next installment! So glad there is light at the end…

By: Christina

Christina — Mon, 03 Dec 2007 15:09:47 +0000

hmm, Kaiser Kaiser Kaiser HELL. I find docs jobs nation wide and cringe every time one tells me they are going to Kaiser… $500k and selling one’s soul (and medical education) to the devil…

$500 is painful but I am sure far less painful then the issue at hand!

By: Peter Varvel

Peter Varvel — Mon, 03 Dec 2007 03:02:56 +0000

A $500 cone, and hopefully, worth every lab. . . er, lap.

Chutzpah: that ever-elusive goal among us passive-aggressive types.

Hurray for the debonair, walnut-desk-&-head-banging specialist!

By: schmutzie

schmutzie — Mon, 03 Dec 2007 01:56:43 +0000

I’m so glad that you got help! So many women have issues like this and are told that they are psychologically screwed. I wonder how long it will be before it is not assumed that we are hysterical.

Yay for you!

By: Suebob

Suebob — Mon, 03 Dec 2007 01:01:13 +0000

My fantasy is to invent a machine that doctors could plug themselves into to feel exactly what we are feeling…If I could have done that with my herniated disc, there is NO WAY it would have taken six months to approve my surgery – six months in which I only sat down to drive the 2 miles to work – the rest of the time (working, eating, etc) I either stood up or laid down. Six months.

By: kerrianne

kerrianne — Sun, 02 Dec 2007 21:05:03 +0000

Hope! Hope! comes breaking through the nonsense that OBGYNs spout all too often.

When I went in after months of thinking it was all in my head, with a graph charting the look shape and feel of my horribly irregular menstrual flow (I’m nothing if not completely anal, and thus, I thought! helpful!), combined with the days it hurt to have sex, and the days I thought I seriously must have a rare disease, because the periods? were lasting months at a time sometimes, they told me (nothing, really, but my pap was normal, and maybe) to try upping my exercise ante.

I cried. And then contemplated a nasty letter, or five.