So, first I met her and she took me into her office. Her manner/demeanor seemed kind of cold. I didn't feel comfortable asking her questions and when I told her I hadn't had sex and didn't plan on having sex in the near future (which is true), she didn't seem to believe me. I told her that I would like to take birth control pills to regulate my menstrual cycle and reduce my premenstrual symptoms (like debilitating cramps and acne). She did not give me options for birth control, she did not go over anything else. She just said ok.
Then, I went into the exam room, where she (again very coldly) told me to get undressed and put on the gown and drape.
She came back nearly 15 minutes later with a plastic bag. After the breast exam (where I tried to make light conversation, by saying it kind of tickled),she started to do the pelvic exam. As I had never been to a gynecologist, I didn't know where exactly to put my feet, which seemed to really irritate her.
Then, she sat down and started to "do her work". I had no idea what she was doing. All I knew was that it hurt really, really bad and it felt like she had just forcefully shoved something into me.I started to tense up and she just said relax your muscles. When I didn't do it right away, she repeated herself in an annoyed tone. She continued in her really fast manner, which hurt so bad. So, I said "ow, that really hurts." She then got up really abruptly and got some lube, which she put on her finger. It felt like she just jammed her finger into my vagina, which also hurt really bad and I knew she could tell I was in pain. By the time she was done, I was in tears and doing everything I could to not cry. She kept saying things like, "I don't know why you have cramps since I couldn't see anything" or "I would have really liked to see your cervix". Just things that made it sound like she resented me for not letting her do her stuff.
She started to explain the birth control pill samples she brought very, very quickly. I asked her a question and she just snapped at me. So, I was even closer to crying, when she was giving me instructions and I had no idea what to do. She gave me a piece of paper, which she told me to give to the checkout lady and left.
On the ride home with my mom, I was doing everything I could not to start balling.
Are gynecologists normally this cold and rude?
Please, I just need some support from you kind ladies.
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