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I wrote last year about the abscess I had treated, when my dentist (a woman) referred me to a specialist (a woman), while visiting a pharmacist along the way (a woman).

Saturday morning, two days ago, my elbow felt tender. By Saturday evening it was inflamed, red and hot to touch. An obvious infection. Dr Google came up with a candidate. It looks like Bursitis. I rang NHS 111 (a non-emergency medical advice line). The woman referred me to a local pharmacy because it was the weekend. Sunday morning (yesterday) I saw the pharmacist, a woman. She told me I must see a GP because the infection needs to be treated.

Sunday afternoon I arrive at the vaccination centre for my second jab. A woman will give the jab, a woman is updating the records on the laptop next to me. I point out the Popeye’s elbow I’m sporting in case they need to know. A doctor is called over for an assessment. She – a woman – decides that I can’t have the second jab until the infection has been treated because they don’t want vaccine and antibiotics swilling around at the same time. She knows my surgery and tells me to mention her name so I get an appointment pronto.

I mention her name to the surgery receptionist this morning. The receptionist texts me a link. I reply, attaching a photo of my elbow. Ten minutes later a doctor calls me. Can you guess yet? That’s right, a woman. She can see all she needs to see from the photo and while we’re talking she … tap tap tap … sends my prescription to my nearest pharmacy. Later this morning I pop in to the pharmacy – can you believe it, she’s a woman – to pick up antibiotics.

No, I’m not complaining about bloody women. They were all professional and competent and that’s what matters. I just can’t help noticing something. While the puerile, self-obsessed Henriettas are doing Wimmin’s Studies and chanting about smashing the patriarchy, women with brains and a sense of purpose – doctors, dentists and pharmacists – got on and did it without fuss.

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9 thoughts on “WHAT PATRIARCHY?!

  1. GPs are private.

    No, GPs are paid by the NHS.

    Both my doctor and dentist have been women since forever.

  2. Taxis drivers are paid by the BBC. It doesn’t make them broadcasters. GPs are private and some have contracts with the NHS.

    “Both my doctor and dentist have been women since forever.”

    Clearly, and outrageously, men are under-represented.

  3. There is a private medical sector in the UK, which some seem not to know about.

    If a GP chose not to be affiliated with the NHS, would he/she be able to do do that? To only accept direct payment by patients, or private insurance?

  4. Yes, absolutely. Anyone with the means goes to them. Everyone’s taxes funds the NHS but it’s like schools; if you can also afford private then you go private.

  5. Phantom.

    My wife works alongside several surgeons, they flit between private surgery’s and the NHS.

    Mostly private.

  6. GP’s are mostly self-employed, either work for themselves, or with business partners.

    No, as your linked article explains, GPs are only technically self-employed. Otherwise they would be invoicing you each time they provide you with service, just like your plumber does.

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