I really don't know. I went to my GP in early May some years ago with a pain in the right side of my abdomen, and was told I had IBS and I needed to eat less spicy food and rubbish, eat more veg and drink more water.
The pain got progressively worse and I went back every two weeks for months. He refused to consider anything else, didn't suggest any tests and eventually told me I was "a woman of a certain age seeking attention".
It didn't seem to occur to him that if I was seeking attention, he was the last person I would seek it from. His arrogance and conceit were breathtaking. 😡
In mid-October I crawled into A&E at 3am in agony and passed out. I has a twisted ovarian dermoid the size of a grapefruit, a raging abdo infection and sores all up my back.
I had a two hour op, lost an ovary and tube, spent 7 days on women's surgical and six weeks off work.
Someone from the hospital must have rung him because my gp turned up at my bedside on day 2 or 3. He couldn't bring himself to apologise, the best he managed was "oh so there was something wrong with you after all." If I'd been able to sit up, I'd have beaten the arsehole to death with my drip stand.
I've had women GPs ever since and they have been wonderful, without exception.
Recently I was treated for early stage breast cancer. I had a female consultant surgeon, female consultant radiologist, female oncologist, female nurses. Professional, competent, efficient. I couldn't have been treated better or felt safer
It's men. Breathtakingly arrogant and selfish men who are so dazzled by big doctor syndrome and their own self-satisfaction that they don't give a toss about their patients.