This review is for Doctor Dewey Torres, a general surgeon…read more
Painful as this is, here goes:
I was referred to Dr. Torres by my trusted gastroenterologist for an evaluation to see if my gall bladder needed to be removed. Dr.Torres shares a suite with his Doctor wife. It is in an old building that reeks of mold and urine (???). But I was still open-minded at first and willing to like him, trust him, and respect him - even though I was NOT pleased with the first impression given by his office suite. It seems like a successful surgeon should be able to afford a nice, CLEAN, modern, good-smelling office, not something outdated, dusty/dirty, and malodorous.
FYI, I'm just now writing this review even though my appt. was ~18 months ago because I've been too traumatized to speak about it until now.
The wait time was average, paperwork had a few grammatical errors printed on it. No big deal. Then the nurse called me back and when she saw that my husband was coming, she told me that "the Doctor would NOT be pleased". I INSISTED. She said he could come but that the doctor may not approve when he arrived. But I was extremely glad I'd insisted because once back there, I was presented with a rather creepy room. It had an old exam table, and a dingy/dusty atmosphere. I was given a paper robe and paper sheet and advised that I would have to undress at some point. This seemed reasonable as I'd never had a gall bladder exam before.
Soon, the Dr. came in and introduced himself, and I learned all about how highly regarded he was (through his anecdotes and paper clippings). He seemed nice enough and he did put me and my husband at ease. But when he was ready to do the exam, he asked my husband to leave and wait in his office while I remained in that room with him for the "medical" portion of the appointment. At that point, I could either refuse and leave, or allow him to complete his exam. I SADLY chose to stay.
He told me to get completely naked - no panties or bra. The gall bladder lies below your right set of ribs, so I had no idea why I had to take off my panties and bra since they wouldn't be covering that area at all. But my doctor had referred me, SHE liked and trusted him, and I felt cornered (and like I was over-reacting). Plus, the female nurse was remaining in the room with us (although oddly, she wouldn't meet my eyes).
Once naked and lying flat with the robe (open in the front) covering my top and the paper sheet over my bottom. Dr. Torres proceeds to give me a breast exam (despite my protestations that I'd just had a FULL exam though my GYN two weeks ago). It was also a bizarre breast exam, involving full-hand squeezing of each breast (not making the careful, two fingered circles around the nipple, checking for lumps). It wasn't so much an exam as a fondling, even though it didn't seem overtly sexual - just ODD.
Next he went down and palpated my pelvic area - only way to really say it - he gave me an external pelvic exam. He even lifted up my sheet, looked at my naked and exposed privates, and commented on a tattoo I have in a decidedly private place on my pubis. He LOOKED at me - and touched the tattoo. It was highly inappropriate and very uncomfortable.
But MOST importantly, he NEVER ONCE touched, palpated, or assessed the area of my body where my GALL BLADDER is located. The very REASON for my visit!!! Done looking at and feeling my breasts/pubic area, he had me get dressed and told me to meet him in his office where my husband is waiting, naïve to it all. The nurse STILL won't meet my eyes. In his office, he then tells me and my husband that there's NO WAY to determine - through any kind of PHYSICAL EXAM - if a gall bladder needs to be removed!!! (WHY DID HE DO ONE THEN?? And WHY, instead of palpating the swollen, sore gall bladder, did he "examine - i.e. FONDLE" my breasts/pubis???) You base it on symptoms (which I'd reported to him LONG before the "exam") and tests (I'd already had done well BEFORE my appointment, and of which - he had received a copy of the results weeks ago). He then tried to schedule an appointment for the surgery but couldn't give me a straight answer as to whether or not I needed it.
I declined to make a follow-up appointment. His staff had a look about them as I left - like that of a complicit partner in crime who shares the burden of guilty shame for what their rogue boss has done.
From the moment I left his office, I began to feel worse and worse about the whole thing. I felt molested, tricked, exposed, used, and violated. This man was not performing medicine. It was more like a molestation. And now that I can finally discuss it without shame crippling me, I am going to see whether or not I can still file a formal complaint with the medical board.
If you are a woman (or a man who cares about cleanliness and integrity) - STAY AWAY FROM THIS MAN.
"Sorry I didn't listen to my Instincts"- in Pensacola, FL