Well if you pre write prescriptions for the most common flavors of med's and leave the name off, 15 minutes is long enough to say hello, your sick, you need today's wonder drug, what is your name, oh and how long have I been treating you, done, next....

Yes Governments an insurance want to speed up the consults , limit the cross talk that allows you to get the insight on what makes patient A unique and then does not want to pay you for the time.

I know when I was a boy in the orphanage the way I went about things determined my ultimate fulfillment of my needs , as well as others around me.
When you first go there the Psychologists are supposed to see you once and diagnose any an everything about you and never deal with you again, just as long as they could compare you against the norm , rate you and fill in all of the boxes on there paperwork, all was right in the world.

I would not do the MMPI, or tell them what I saw in the ink blots or TMS, I said if you want to know this get to know Me! want to see my imagination get a blanket and we will lay in the grass and cloud watch, but you have to bring lunch I like chicken salad on sourdough with red grapes,no one had ever been as openly obstructive to their work, clearly I presented a challenge that they could have the information but they had to get It by engaging with me on a human level. The Psychologist that had to do this enjoyed my company and immediately became overly invested in my welfare, we started going cloud watching and to the theatre and festivals of all sorts , cultural normal stuff, and then because it was an orphanage and it's chief purpose was to provide the basic of what was needed and little else to sustain life this Psychologist began doing for me the unusual stuff like a king me shopping ( I hated kids clothes, would much rather wear a shirt and tie , and business dress wingtip shoes instead of sneakers) so Linda began buying me clothes and shoes that I enjoyed, and we became really good friends and her boss one day asked her why she was doing all this, and Linda said at first it was so she could do her paperwork and move along , but now she liked me and liked seeing me do things and exposing me to new stuff and watching me grow , so her boss said bring this kid over and let me met him and see if I can get him to "perform" for the paperwork, the answer was a big no, but she became as invested as Linda was. All the other kids thought I was really abnormal because everyone else spent one visit with the Psychologists and never heard from them again, but everyday I was being called over to the Psychologists offices and spent the whole day and evening there, I tried explaining I was fine, but kids being kids they thought I was "crazy" right up to the day I was told to pack my stuff, the other kids asked me where I was going and I said the "Doctor that needed a doctor"( as they called my Mom) was adopting me, I spent a year there with them getting to know and love me, exercising my individuality and proving to the county that had my custody , that I was not another bastard kid who was sent to an orphanage to age out of the system with no life skills or hope of becoming anything and being a chronic welfare recipient, all I was and all I needed was love, that needed a parent to care about them, I found that in my Mom and Linda, my Mom was forced to resign as the head Psychologist in order to take me home, she worked there for 16 years making $80,000 a year, had just bought 5 acres and 2 houses but was willing to reinvent herself and find a different job in order to give a kid a home, she told me just before she died that when she was 11 her own Mom told her about growing up in an orphanage in Europe and what horrible places they were, and my Mom told her Mom some day she will adopt a kid to honor the time her mother spent in an orphanage, I was fulfillment of that promise, she had spent years looking for the right child , I was that right child , and was given a promising future by that chance encounter, the entire result was a family that was stronger than any ten biological families, nobody that new my Mom and I could believe that I was anything but her son and she my Mom, and people came from as far away as South Africa and Israel to attend her memorial service, she had gone on to found a not for profit charity 501 (C) 3 that is still going strong, and a land and nature preserve as well as an international training program for Psychologists and Sociologists , she is also credited with starting one of the nation's first outreach programs in the nation for people with HIV, She ultimately did lose her job to take me home ,but her reinvention of herself was incredible, she was not rich financially but certainly enriched those who where blessed with knowing her.

This is where I say Psychology and Psychiatry are completely different, one is people helping people and the other a very much for profit business run by governments and insurance companies as dictated by big pharma that ruins people like turtle who enter to make a diffrence and instead are made different, who then have to examine how something went so wrong when there hearts and intentions are hijacked from helping people to helping the pharma companies to make outrageous profits without giving people a real benefit.

Misterpain

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