I don’t want another smear test. I’ve said no. Lots. I’ve asked for it to be noted in the system.
And yet the reminders keep coming. In the post. To my phone in the form of text messages. I don’t know how else to say no. The surgery have recently created a form that I can fill out that will opt me out until the next recall. But not permanently. There is no way to say “no thank you” and just get on with my life.
Everyone seems to think if only I “truly” understood I’d say yes:
-Do I want to speak to a doctor about it?
I have. And I watched him note to not contact me further in my file.
-But it’s really important?
I get that. But unfortunately it’s not something I am able to do.
-But have you tried therapy?
Yes, CBT and EMDR
-Oh what about meds?
Tried to diazepam. Sorry that didn’t work either.
-Ok fine. Don’t do it but you’ll get cancer and end up needing treatment that’s worse than a simple test.
Right. Thanks
-If nothing else- think of your children! They need their mother!
As above, right. Thanks.
-Surely whatever has happened in your life can’t be that bad? I mean no one likes a smear but we just get on with it? … What happened?
What happened to being 45, reviewing the options, saying no and having it respected?
When do I get bodily autonomy? When will saying no be enough?
Or do I just need to continually fight the PTSD that each reminder brings? Will I one day be so worn down that I finally say yes? Is that how consent works now?