So I tried out the new pdoc today that T referred me to. Or shall I say I went to his office.

A nurse practitioner called me in for an evaluation. When I came in the room I sat on the couch and she came in and sat at a desk far away from me. So I moved closer. She was clearly intent on filling out her little questionaire. She never took the time to establish any rapport.

It was the most impersonal, dehumanizing experience I have been through. She rarely listened; asked questions that were intended to lead. She put words in my mouth. She talked down to me and she used examples that were, oh shall we say, inappropriate (as far as I am concerned). For example, when she wanted to ask me about OCD she goes, "Do you watch Monk?" I told her I wasn't a TV viewer but knew where she was going with the question. I should have asked her if she has seen "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" because she could be Nurse Ratchett. She asked for details of prior abuse that was unnecessary. I told her I did not wish to discuss this with her.

I probably shut down about a third of the way through the interview, no longer willing to share personal information. I just nodded and smiled like an idiot.

She escorted me back to the waiting room to wait for the pdoc. At this point I wrote out my co-pay check and told the receptionist I wouldn't be staying. The thing is I wish I had had the guts to walk out during the interview but I didn't. I wish I had trusted myself at that point. Damn!



What a crappy experience. I actually felt dirty afterward, as if I had been intruded upon.