Ok,
SO I had my appt. It was a joke and came across as quite the waste of time.
It was 20mins tops. He asked about 25 VERY broad questions, mostly looking for yes or no answers, little chance to explain or ask for a more clear question. When I did he seemed bothered and either repeated the question or added an extra word or two, lmao. Then he shut his book, wrote me a perscription for an anti psychotic, stood up, handed it to me and without even sitting back down opened his door and stood looking at me as if to say "ok, we are done, bye!"
Thats the quick of it.
I am trying to stay positive, as I actually find such behaviour by a profesional amusing, it was commical in a disturbing way. I have completely lost faith in the system, or at least in the system in my area.
So my questions are:
Are a handful broad questions, a 20 min sitdown, with ZERO background and ZERO history of myself... enough for him to scribble me up a perscription? Or to even have the smallest understanding of what I am dealing and have dealt with? I mean, I have a few areas that need looking at and only one was talked about.
I try to look at all angles, and the only positive one I can hang from is, perhaps there are very few meds that each deal with a VERY broad range of areas, thus only needing a brief session to determine this? I have been on here and hovered for a very long time, so I find that scenario a bit hard to believe from what I have read, but who knows.
I was perscribed Invega (not sure if thats the spelling, I dont have it infront of me) I did a search on here for it and found nothing but horrible reviews, not a single positive experience. Anyone have one?
So, I dont know, what should I take from this less than impressive experience?
Thanks again everyone.
Oldsoul
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Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers
but to be fearless in facing them.
Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain
but for the heart to conquer it.
Let me not look for allies in life's battlefield
but to my own strength.
Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved
but hope for the patience to win my freedom.
Grant that I may not be a coward,
feeling Your mercy in my success alone;
But let me find the grasp of Your hand in my failure.
*bengali poet - rabindranath tagore - 1916
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