I was a young teen at a 4-day summer convention of Jehovah's Witnesses. I got a kidney and bladder infection while there.
It's a serious medical condition that is extremely treatable if you just get some antibiotics. If not you could be in dire straits.
I was a naive girl with no idea what was happening to my body. I was feverish, in severe pain and had to pee constantly.
My jw mother sent me to the First Aid station at the convention, which for all I know was staffed by someone with nothing more than a CPR certificate. The sister there said I probably had a bladder infection which is proof I had sex, even though I assured her (truthfully) I had not. Who goes around accusing 13-year-olds of having sex? She did nothing for my medical issue.
I had to run ahead all the ladies in the bathroom line and they complained.
The drive home on the last day of the convention--day 4--was hell. My mother was convinced I was having sex so she punished me by refusing to stop for bathroom breaks during the 3-hour drive home. I can't explain the agony this caused.
I did not get to see a dr. when I got home. I am lucky to have suffered no serious consequences or even death.
As if that weren't enough, the woman had informed my local elders of the "proof I had sex" and my mother and I were called to the church to be interrogated.
It's a serious medical condition that is extremely treatable if you just get some antibiotics. If not you could be in dire straits.
I was a naive girl with no idea what was happening to my body. I was feverish, in severe pain and had to pee constantly.
My jw mother sent me to the First Aid station at the convention, which for all I know was staffed by someone with nothing more than a CPR certificate. The sister there said I probably had a bladder infection which is proof I had sex, even though I assured her (truthfully) I had not. Who goes around accusing 13-year-olds of having sex? She did nothing for my medical issue.
I had to run ahead all the ladies in the bathroom line and they complained.
The drive home on the last day of the convention--day 4--was hell. My mother was convinced I was having sex so she punished me by refusing to stop for bathroom breaks during the 3-hour drive home. I can't explain the agony this caused.
I did not get to see a dr. when I got home. I am lucky to have suffered no serious consequences or even death.
As if that weren't enough, the woman had informed my local elders of the "proof I had sex" and my mother and I were called to the church to be interrogated.
