When I was 13 my periods were debilitating and my mum sent me to my GP to see if the pill would stop me bleeding all over her house. He said "I'm not going to give you that until I tell your mother what you're doing," and proceeded to call her in front of me.
When I was 13 my periods were debilitating and my mum sent me to my GP to see if the pill would stop me bleeding all over her house. He said "I'm not going to give you that until I tell your mother what you're doing," and proceeded to call her in front of me.
Dr. Millar then told her I was sexually active with multiple partners and seeking contraception and was she alright with that then? I tell this as a funny story normally, because my mum is who she is, and she laughed at him, and said she sent me, and I got the pills. But.
@DaynaEMCraig Kinda unrelated but a member of my family had the misfortune of getting pregnant at 15 in Donegal in the 70’s, she narrowly missed the laundries but when she was giving birth her doctor refused her any pain relief because he wanted her to feel the pain
@DaynaEMCraig The fact that he thought a 13 year old was sleeping around? Does he know how awkward 13 year olds are?
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Having no privacy didn't stop me being abused: it neither prevented nor ended it. It did stop me seeking help, information about my health, my rights, or the options available to me. A medical professional who I could tell/ask anything in confidence, would have changed my life.
@DaynaEMCraig The Catholic Church has a lot to answer for.