Awful Things Doctors ACTUALLY Said To Patients

At my twelve week pregnancy confirmation, I told my doctor I was having really severe back pain and cramping. She said, “Ok? Pregnancy is uncomfortable.” Lady… I’m telling you because those are symptoms of a miscarriage, and you’re my obstetrician 🤦‍♀️

My doctor was listening to my chest with a stethoscope that had some kind of electronic amplifier on it. He had forgotten to turn it on, so he couldn't hear anything at first and said "So, how long have you been dead?" before explaining and switching it on. Was hillarious.

"If you're not going to look at me then you don't deserve to be here." - a mental health rehab center I was at for PTSD and AvPD caused by severe child abuse. The lady who said that proceeded to leave me threatening voicemails after I refused to go back to the program. I let my therapist listen to the voicemails and she was horrified. My therapist had to call the rehab center for me and tell them that I wasn't going back. She also reported them.

When I had my ectopic pregnancy in 2015, I asked them to double check where it was if that was possible. The gynaecologist sat me down and said “what do you want me to do, take your insides out and search for the cells that way?” To which I asked if she had ever lost a child. She told me no but that she brought back a child once. Then later on she said to me “Im just the gynaecologist, not the mother of a dying child” and then walked out of the room. She got reported but nothing ever came of it

I loss my daughter at 6&half mths and the main nurse came in and said that is what happens to unwanted babies. I screamed at her letting her know she was wanted as I threw everything I could put my hands on at her. She avoided me the rest of the time I was in hospital. That was 39 yrs ago and I am still hurt by her words. Some people are just nasty as.

I was diagnosed with depression at 12. We moved, and I saw a new doctor. Turns out I actually had kidney failure.

My husband was in the hospital dying and they told me to prepare for his final expenses. Like he was a bill and not a human. He ended up making it but it was a horrible experience.

At a mental health wing in a hospital, Doctors have actually suggested to MY PARENTS in FRONT OF ME, that I might be faking it for "attention", and I have friends who have had that experience more than once. It's scary how far behind the medical and publics view of mental health is

A pediatrician was considering testing my baby for iron deficiency. I had heard that if a pregnant mother is deficient then sometimes the baby might also be. So I told him “I was iron deficient during the pregnancy”. He just looked at me blankly and said “this isn’t about YOU” Did he really think I was saying that just to talk about myself? 🙄

Short story. I had a miscarriage at 19. The dr basically said your levels have dropped and youre probably just having a miscarriage. I cried and was devastated. He walked right out. If it wasnt for the older male nurse who sat by my side explained everything and sweetly called me ladybug, who soften the blow i dont know what id had done. ❤

After having taken time off of work and coming in to do the check-in process: "Oh, the doctor told us yesterday that he was cancelling your appointment so he can eat his lunch during that time." That was the third time he's done this, and after chewing out the receptionist and yelling that the doctor was untrustworthy (I could see him in his office, so I know he heard all that), I haven't been back since. It's been two years. I took the 'three strikes' thing seriously. And no, I did not get a call to inform me that my appointment was cancelled. They waited until I physically came to the office to tell me it was cancelled.

7:07 I went into the ER for spotting while pregnant (20 weeks) after a car accident. They did an ultrasound, admitted me to keep an eye on me, and while I laid in pain cramping a doctor came in and said with a happy jovial tone "I suppose you know by now your baby's dead" I didn't know. It was my first miscarriage. Years later it's still a gut punch to think about

I'm paramedic myself and during my formation I had to assist at a surgery preparation, a woman had a dead baby in her belly and couldn't deliver it naturally. The doctor was very rude to the patient who was mumbeling the whole time. I recognized the patient was just praying in Arabic and spoke the prayer with her. The doctor just yelled at us both to calm down. I was near to quit my job!

After I’d had my first child, I’d torn pretty badly. They sent for the doctor to sew me up. He was one of the most horrible medical individuals I’ve ever encountered. It was excruciatingly painful even after injections, and I screamed a few times and cried non stop. He stopped part way through and sighed heavily at me and said “just stop crying. I’m not going to give you any more anaesthetic.” It took an hour. At one point my husband had to leave the room as he was so upset and couldn’t handle seeing me like that. It had been a horrendous birth (I was induced, much of it was shock I think), but the hour that monster spent hurting me was the worst part of it. He didn’t even do a half-decent job and I had ongoing pain and problems for 18 months afterwards because of his butchery. By the time he’d finished, I was exhausted and emotionally numb, and my newborn had fallen asleep without being fed or me having more than a few seconds with her. They put me in an otherwise empty ward and kicked my husband out, telling him he could come back in the morning. I just half-lay there in this strange room in silence, my newborn swaddled asleep next to me, crying alone. I’ll never forget his callousness. That’s the thing these kind of doctors forget - to them, we’re just another annoying patient they have to deal with and they probably make 50 snarky comments a day without thinking of it. For us as the patient, we NEVER forget that cruel comment. It stays with us. It affects us. Imho

I have CRPS in my whole right arm. The pain is so excruciating that one day I went to emerg in hopes of them giving me something, anything to help with the pain. I explained to the ER doctor why I was there and I told him that I have severe hypersensitivity to any kind of touch to my right arm. He looked at me and said “well, I have to anyway “and proceeded to grab me by the wrist. My arm is also in a sling. The pain was so severe that I grabbed the doctor’s arm with my good arm. I was crying and apologizing and was shaking and confused. I am terrified of hospitals ever since. Full on PTSD now.

I had post concussion syndrome and had described some symptoms of confusion to my doctor. His response was, "I wouldn't tell people about that. They'll think you're crazy."

When I was 21, I suffered a miscarriage. After the obstetrician told me, I obviously burst into tears. He sighed and then uttered the most callous question of all! "What are you crying for? You are young enough to have another". Not what you want to hear at a time like that! Some Dr's should never have gone into the medical field!

I had my first smear and the lady was so lovely, she was admiring my leg tattoos for a while then when she started the exam and lifted the paper covering me, she went "ooh I shouldve expected decorations here too" 😂 I'm heavily pierced and tattooed and was nervous about that but her calling it decoration was kind of adorable! Like she was an older woman, i was thinking she would make a rude comment or some thing but she made it a much better experience than I was expecting

I was in the hospital due to complications from a severe eating disorder ( my heart was starting to give out) I was days away from needing an pacemaker/ICD. The hospital cardiologist came in for daily rounds. My heart had stopped several times for a few seconds overnight. The doctor told me to my face that I weighed too much to have an eating disorder. That comment absolutely broke me. Struggling with mental health issues and being in the hospital sucks at some places! The complete lack of compassion is awful. We somehow become less valuable as humans.

I was diagnosed with ADHD as a child, and as a teen I approached my doctor, the same one who diagnosed my ADHD, about the possibilty of me having anxiety so that I could look into getting an official diagnosis for it and maybe go on medication or learn some coping mechanisms or just something, anything. Her response? "Yeah, that happens a lot with people who have ADHD" and then she moved on! She was the same doctor who, when my sister came to her about her chronic and severe insomnia, told my sister to try limiting the amount of time she was using her device at night. She told her multiple times to do this, and my sister would listen at first but when it didn't work after months of trying she gave up and went back to using her devices before bed. And when my sister admitted to our doctor that she had started to use her phone or whatever before bed again, she would be chastised for it and told to try it again because why else would a tween/teen be having issues getting to sleep? Turns out my sister has depression and also her melatonin levels were way off. She now takes anti-depressants and will take melatonin supplements before bed.