Three male hernia surgeons, three strikes. Two decades after fighting for multiple correct diagnoses, I'm being BRUSHED OFF AGAIN. But this time, I'm prepared and I won't tolerate it. In fact, I'm writing and sharing it so every woman knows it's time to stop this healthcare discrimination. As an athletic woman, I'm done being dismissed and downplayed. It's time this issue is acknowledged and addressed for eveyone who is being ignored and left to lose their quality of life.

I thought I had seen it all — until 20 years later, male surgeons cherry-picked which patients they'd take, leaving my hiatal hernia ignored despite clear evidence.

Behind the scene in big box retail pharmacies,-employees are stretched to the limit-burned out, overworked, and forced to meet unrealistic expectations, putting pharmacists, techs and patient safety at risk.

Back in July, I shared Part 2 of my blog series, "Lining Up the Suspects: Uncovering the True Cost of Misdiagnosis. This is when I revealed that I’m the real person behind the story I had previously told through a fictitious character. But there’s a piece of that story I didn’t fully unpack at the time — the way my first major misdiagnosis unfolded during my freshman year of college, and the unbelievable irony that shaped the course of my health journey.