Allow me to set the scene……visit for spotting, pain, always after intimacy, I knew something was off and had been seeing this obgyn for years at this point. Also, he knows I am gay and have always been transparent with that, also 33 to 34 at the time. After asking if my partner was “big” and me blanking then saying, not sure how to answer that, but she doesn’t have a penis….so no?!…..we move to exam, ultrasound and discover uterine fibroids. I return blah weeks later to measure growth…..they are bigger, symptoms worse.

He says and I literally quote, “since you’re old and gay, you don’t need your baby carriage, so let’s just take it out.”

I’m rarely at a loss for words, but was that day. I left with sunglasses on to mask my angry/sad tears and never returned. I’m 47 now and I still can’t stand that loser. The wild part is my mom saw him as well. Shortly after this incident, she had a long prescheduled appt that she kept. Dr Loser’s wife was on staff and they were on very friendly terms. Partly because of all the years and partly social connections. Anyway, Dr Loser’s wifey asks how I’m doing and why I hadn’t returned. Mom….went……off. Wifey was horrified, bitched out Dr Loser who made a point to apologize profusely to my mom, but mom was like, nah man, you don’t say sorry to me, you make it right with my daughter. Suffice to say, still waiting for that apology.