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| - The worst medical appointment of my life was here at Women's Health Practice. I had initially emailed Dr. Trupin regarding a prior medical condition and because she is regarded in the community as an excellent doctor, I wanted to speak with her personally. After communicating over email, I set up an appointment at her request for what I thought would be an exam. Upon arrival, I waited in the waiting room for one hour with no explanation of what was going on. During that time, a woman who was contemplating an abortion came in and out. The front office staff were speaking quite liberally about her situation, which left me feeling very stunned and disgusted. Issue number one of many.
Once someone finally did come and get me, they brought me into Dr. Trupin's office where they asked me for a basic overview of sexual history, etc. "Fine," I thought, "I just hope they hurry up because I need to go back to work!" No one ever came in and asked me to change for what I thought was going to be my exam. Finally, after 45 minutes (I was very concerned about my situation, which is why I stayed instead of going back to work) Dr. Trupin walks in without any apology for her delay. She pounces down in her chair and I ask her about my medical concern. She answers my question very briefly, and then continues on by telling me that what I should be worried about in the future--and specifically related to childbirth--is my weight. This in and of itself is not inappropriate, but starts giving me examples of all of the really bad food she assumed I am eating (because overweight people enjoy the taste of ramen, mayonnaise and instant mashed potatoes 100% of the time. It is a FACT.). I explained that I do not think that this is my problem necessarily, and I would prefer to talk about the thing that I am actually concerned about. Well, tough cookies for me, because then she starts talking about (and I am paraphrasing) how I should take Alli and I shouldn't eat McDonalds because it will make me "leaky." I. Wanted. To. Die. I also told her that that was not happening.
Increasingly I became more uncomfortable, although this woman who is too in love with herself is too oblivious to tell, so she sends in a nurse who specializes in medical studies at their practice. At this point my heart is in my stomach, and I explain to the nurse that I am not doing any studies, or taking Alli, and eating mashed potatoes is not my problem. She is not hearing it. She gives me a food journal and reiterates the importance of not eating ramen, and that Women's Health Practice has some weight loss programs that I could be involved with. I finally told her I had to go and after three hours of hell, finally left. I am never letting a medical practice walk all over me like this again.
It seems to me that this is a practice that is much more interested in getting people involved in their research/studies, than they are in doing actual medical exams that can give patients peace of mind. I am never going back here again. It truly was my worst experience with a medical practitioner ever.
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