Funnily enough, at around 32 I approached my GP for information about my fertility / potential fertility issues as I had been diagnosed with PCOS. Being responsible and organised, I wanted to be informed and aware of where I stood and what issues I might face, and to get ahead of it in terms of exploring my options.
I was simply told that they wouldn’t look into any of that until I had a partner. (I was single at the time.) Their process was to check the male first. Didn’t even enter his mind that I might be looking for a same-sex partner or even that I might want to know about my own body regardless of whoever I ended up with.
Also given zero information about how to manage PCOS (including that I am at high risk of diabetes and should therefore adjust my diet accordingly). Pricks.
Still makes me angry now, some years later.