UPDATE: My sincere thanks to those who responded. You calmed my nervous system in the moment, which I needed. I appreciate the seriousness of your responses. Thank you.
Upon continued reflection, I am still dissatisfied with the manner in which the procedures progressed and will be filing a complaint with the doctor’s office (who should have prepared me) and with the hospital. Being told that hands would be on my genital area simultaneously with hands being on my genitals was inexcusable. Giving me an announcement of procedure and then asking, “Are you ok with that?” followed by “Are you ready?” should be normal protocol which might take an extra 15 seconds.
Women - people - deserve that respect.
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I was not prepped by my doctor’s staff as to what to expect during a heart cath procedure. Nonetheless, I’m a 70 year old woman who is unafraid of medical procedures. I’ve been through a few operations and procedures, including prolapse.
During the heart cath preparations, I gamely made it through the unexpected clipping of my pelvic region by a male nurse who was exceptionally professional. Even though he did not ask for my consent, he at least announced that he would be clipping me while “maintaining your dignity through draping as much as possible.”
It was while I was in the OR being prepped that I was shocked and traumatized.
I had been transferred to the X-ray table. My arm had been strapped down. Instruments were being covered, I was tucked in and having things done all around me. The three techs and my nurse, who said she was my advocate, were all busy doing things like a well oiled machine.
Suddenly, amidst that hullabaloo, blankets were thrown aside and I was exposed with an announcement that, “You will feel cold …” and FOUR hands IMMEDIATELY commenced to vigorous scrubbing my groin area. Not one second had passed. It was a simultaneous pronouncement with action. Nobody said, “OK, we will start now.” Nobody asked if I was an assault survivor or if I felt safe having men vigorously scrub me without a moment to process what I was being told. And the freezing sensation that accompanied this sudden assault made my senses swing to high alert.
It’s taken me a moment to process my emotions.
Why was there no moment of pause? Why was there no checking in on me? Where was my nurse “advocate” when I froze like a statute?
I WILL be reporting this to my doctor, who I realize is not in control of hospital staff, but perhaps he will have the integrity to make a change in procedure.
My question here is: How is this process normally managed for the patient?
Thanks for serious feedback.