So, last week I started having abdominal pains and when they kept going and not getting any better I went to urgent care, and then to the ER, where they poked and prodded me and hooked me up to machines and whatnot. While I have family and friends in the area, I didn't want to bother them for such a simple surgery, so while I told them I was in the hospital, told them that they didn't need to come by.
One of the doctors was obsessed with the fact that I might be pregnant and kept asking questions about sex and wouldn't let it go... and was started to really trigger me until I said, "I have PTSD from an assault..." and then that was the last question anyone asked me about it. I just laid there in that stupid gown feeling ashamed while this bro doctor had zero sensitivity to the possibility that it might have been a looong time.
At that point I was super scared that I was going to do something under the anesthesia after being triggered, but was totally okay! (I even asked if I did anything weird while I was in the recovery room!)
Now I'm home and getting better and well, just amazed that even while I was triggered I got through it alone and could really see the work that I have done in therapy has paid off! Yeah! Previously I would have broken down about being alone and would have massively been triggered by the doctor's questions! Yay! Success!
And... one of my nurses even asked me about my triggers for PTSD because he wanted to make sure he didn't trigger me, which was so comforting to hear after the insulting bro doc!
One of the doctors was obsessed with the fact that I might be pregnant and kept asking questions about sex and wouldn't let it go... and was started to really trigger me until I said, "I have PTSD from an assault..." and then that was the last question anyone asked me about it. I just laid there in that stupid gown feeling ashamed while this bro doctor had zero sensitivity to the possibility that it might have been a looong time.
At that point I was super scared that I was going to do something under the anesthesia after being triggered, but was totally okay! (I even asked if I did anything weird while I was in the recovery room!)
Now I'm home and getting better and well, just amazed that even while I was triggered I got through it alone and could really see the work that I have done in therapy has paid off! Yeah! Previously I would have broken down about being alone and would have massively been triggered by the doctor's questions! Yay! Success!
And... one of my nurses even asked me about my triggers for PTSD because he wanted to make sure he didn't trigger me, which was so comforting to hear after the insulting bro doc!