Man, am I glad to be a child-free lesbian.

I nearly died in childbirth, but I didn't know it until after my son turned two. My ex didn't tell me because he didn't like to think about it. And no one on the medical team was honest with me about what had happened. Sadly, I think this is typical. Misogyny doesn't stop when you enter a hospital. Not even from women. I had three midwives with me over the course of that day, one of whom had been with me for all of my prenatal care. I expected better. Even the female doctor who stitched me up afterwards lied to me about my condition, acting like it was no big deal that I had filled a bedpan with blood.

Sometimes, when I really think about it, I get scared to be a woman in America.

What else does anyone expect from MD's.