Why Don’t Healthcare Providers understand Medical Trauma?

Our surgery has recently gotten 2 new partners which saved it from closing. I’ve ALWAYS been anaemic since I started periods or even before because 1) I’ve got weird shaped red blood cells & 2) I’ve basically been haemorrhaging every month until my op earlier this year. 3) my DMARDs (drugs that prevent damage in my joints) have an impact.

Since my op, and the absence of periods, my iron levels have been slowly climbing and my Rheumatologist told me the last time I had a new PB 😅

I’m doing all the things to encourage it.

Just before Christmas, I had my HBA1C done (basically my diabetes report card) which includes a full blood count.

The results came in today (I’m basically walking around with a normal HBA1C 🙌🏿🙌🏿) but I just got a phone call from the surgery saying the dr would like to test me for anaemia .

At this point I’m so bored & fed up with unnecessary prods. Like you’ve got data in front of you. Make of it what you will.

I understand wanting to do due diligence but I don’t think they understand medical trauma/ anxiety.

This life chose me, I didn’t choose it. Every time I have to go to these things it absolutely fucks with my head. But I do it to take care of myself.

I’m just fuming I guess.

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