After I sent my letter into the clinic, the HR person reached out to me and told me that she, the head doctor, and the physical therapist would like to meet with me. She told me that the physical therapist wanted to apologize for any harm she may have caused, and was sorry that I misconstrued what she was doing.
I took a few deep breaths and told her that I would only come into the clinic if the physical therapist was not in the meeting and that I wouldn’t see her at all in the building. I didn’t want to hear an apology from her.
I went in a few days later to the meeting with an advocate, who mainly just listened, as she could stay more objective than me.
I hated the huge feeling of pressure, that what I said could potentially be used in court, that notes were being taken. That I was supposed to be objective, but I was still living in trauma. It was hard to sit in the room I was diagnosed in, to just be back in the building in general.
Honestly, I don’t remember much of the conversation. That’s also very true of trauma. Some parts I remember every detail, some parts are hazy, and some parts I remember almost nothing at all. This meeting fits into the hazy category.
The doctor asked me if there was anything else I wanted to say outside of what I said in the letter.
“I felt violated. I believe that I was sexually assaulted under the title of medical treatment.”
Then I heard a detailed speech about how intravaginal techniques can be used to treat the pelvic floor and that it was a legitimate medical procedure both in physical therapy and osteopathic medicine.
“Why was she alone?”
“Why didn’t she have clear consent? Why did she spring this on me mid-session and not explain what she was going to do? Why didn’t I fully understand how this treatment fit into why I was seeing her?”
I started to cry and I didn’t have any more stamina. I wanted to try and get through the meeting without crying, but I couldn’t stand to hear her defended again and again.
Once I caught my breath I asked:
“If you don’t believe I was actually sexually assaulted, then do you believe there was sexual harassment occurring?
“I believe that she should have said some things differently. I will make sure I talk to her about the comments she made.”
I was done. As I kept crying, the head doctor wanted to give me a referral to a therapist. I said, “I already have one.”
And in my head I thought, “I will never take a referral from you ever again.”
I left knowing that I must leave this clinic and never come back.
Even if that meant I got more sick and had to wait a long time to see another doctor.