Meet Christina. She’s a healthy 20-year-old British woman, but she’s been suffering from heavy periods and menstrual cramps that have become too painful to manage. She visits her GP, who recommends a hormonal contraceptive—like nine in 10 women in the same scenario, Christina is given the combined pill.
But the pain doesn’t stop. The pill makes her feel overwhelmed and depressed, so she stops taking it. Her doctor puts her on the progestogen-only mini pill. The pain is, he says, “just something women have to put up with.”
Over the following years, Christina visits seven different doctors to try and understand the debilitating pain she still experiences every month. She collects stool samples to test for stomach diseases and inflammatory bowel disease. She undergoes ultrasounds of her ovaries and attends a colonoscopy at a sexual health clinic. No answers.
It takes eight years for Christina to be diagnosed with endometriosis—the average length of time between a woman’s first doctor’s visit with uterine pain and this diagnosis in the UK. She’s told there’s no cure, and the only treatments are the pill (which she’s already tried) and pain relief (which she’s already taking) through to keyhole surgery or a hysterectomy to remove her womb altogether. When she asks about alternatives like lifestyle or diet changes, she feels—like 84 percent of women in a recent UK survey—like the doctors and nurses aren’t listening to her.
That experience is repeated when she gets pregnant. Although she gives birth safely, Christina is denied the level of pain relief she requests—just like more than half of women who feel they have had their pain dismissed or ignored because of their gender. That risk is heightened for women from ethnic minorities, who often report feeling unsafe during pregnancy—Black women are four times more likely to die in pregnancy and childbirth than white women in the UK.
In her late forties, Christina is misdiagnosed with depression and wrongly treated with SSRIs—just like over a third of menopausal women—when what she is actually experiencing are mood fluctuations due to the onset of perimenopause. What she needs is hormone replacement therapy. In her fifties, on her way home from work, she experiences sudden nausea and pain in her collarbone, back, and jaw, which worsens over the course of the evening.
When her partner calls an ambulance, the paramedics tell her it must be a panic attack and leave the premises. Her partner drives her to A&E the following day when the pain doesn’t improve. It takes another six hours for her heart attack to be correctly diagnosed because, according to the doctor who sees her, hers are not the typical symptoms of a heart attack. Well, they are—for women—but the “male as default” perspective means that women have a 50 percent higher chance of receiving the wrong initial diagnosis following a heart attack. In her sixties, she finds a lump in her armpit and is diagnosed with breast cancer which, she is told, can be linked to taking the hormonal contraceptive pill—the treatment she was prescribed for her endometriosis pain.