So I had my pdoc appt this morning... Complete waste of time!

The guy had a really thick foreign accent so I couldn't really understand him. And he started off by reading 2 statements off the computer screen that weren't true about me seeing a doc I'd never heard of while I was actually hospitalised so couldn't have been at the clinic, and that I'd missed my appt in Feb. So I told him he must have the wrong file open, but it was def my file so I don't know what cr@p they've been putting in there.

I didn't say much because I didn't trust him. He asked what my problem was and I said that I've been told there's nothing wrong with me. He then asked if I felt sad because I seemed depressed. He wanted to know if I'm on meds, I said that the hospital stopped them because they said there's nothing wrong with me. He asked if I wanted meds but I said "not really". Then he said he wanted to prescribe citalopram!! Which was the very first AD I ever tried, over 6½ years ago. I didn't bring a list of meds because I didn't expect anyone to offer me any. So I ran through a list of all the ones I could remember. He kept clicking on his computer the whole time. Then he asked if I heard voices and thought that people were out to harm me; didn't answer. So he asked again if I thought people were out to harm me and I said yes. Then he asked about SH & suicide and I said no, which isn't strictly true but it's not important.

Then he made me go and sit out in the waiting room while he talked to ex-pdoc about what med to give me cos he couldn't figure out what I'd already been on. I knew that was pointless because I knew she'd just tell him there's nothing wrong with me and I don't need meds, but I was a good girl and sat in the waiting room again. After an hour though with no news, I left. I wondered if it was a test. If they were watching me on the CCTV taking bets on how long I'd wait. It was weird because both him and ex-pdoc were supposed to have clinics and there were no other patients the whole 2 hours I was there. Anyway I left

An hour ago my Dad gets a call saying that I'd left "abruptly" (to which Dad replied that I'd waited an hour!!) and the pdoc asked the guy to call to say there was "no point" in giving me meds, and that my next appt was in 3 months with another pdoc cos he was leaving.

So yeah, that was my appt

*Willow*