Silence changes nothing….
Today was another heart check, an echo to make sure my heart is stable since I’m not on meds.
The tech asked if I had ever had a certain procedure done during an echo before. I hadn’t. She explained it throughly, answered my questions, and then sent a message for the nurse to come start an IV.
The nurse walked in and instantly felt like sunshine. Kind. Warm. Present. The tech was the same way, calm energy, easy to trust.
My IV gets started, my chest slightly exposed like it has to be for these tests… and a male nurse walks in.
No introduction. No announcement. Just suddenly there.
As a woman laying there exposed, my body tensed a little. He reached for my arm to scan my wristband and I instinctively pulled back for a second because I didn’t know who he was or why he was touching me.
There was confusion in the room about whether he even needed to be there.
He scanned me and left.
Then came back again.
Still no introduction. Still no explanation.
He walked toward me and reached in my direction, and I grabbed the sheet tighter against my chest. Turns out he just wanted to check which arm my IV was in… but I was already uncomfortable.
And here’s the thing…I said something. Not angrily. Not confrontationally. Just honestly.
I told the tech how it felt. She immediately validated it and said she had noticed the behavior too and agreed it wasn’t professional. I shared the same with the IV nurse, and she paused, thought about it, and said, “You know what… you’re right.” Then she went and spoke to him directly.
A few minutes later she came back and said he was apologetic and understood. That he would do better moving forward.
And that moment right there… was the real takeaway for me.
Not the discomfort. Not the awkwardness.
The professionalism of those women.
They listened. They didn’t dismiss. They didn’t make excuses. They chose growth over ego.
The tech even told me she probably would have stayed quiet if it had been her… and that she was glad I spoke up.
I told her something that has become part of my healing, I’ve been in the medical world since I was 18.
I know what appropriate care feels like….and what doesn’t.
And speaking up isn’t about causing problems… it’s about creating safer spaces for everyone who comes after me.
Silence doesn’t protect us. Respectful voices do.
Today wasn’t about “calling someone out.” It was about calling something forward….awareness, growth, and better care.
Please remember, you are allowed to advocate for your comfort.
You are allowed to speak up even if
your voice shakes.
You are allowed to expect professionalism while still offering grace.
Because real change in any system…especially healthcare….happens one honest conversation at a time.
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