This is my Google review for the psychiatrist I just saw a few days ago... I get a little mean, but I was so dejected I can't even describe. I'm not usually mean to larger people, so sorry about that. I'm not being filppant, these are my genuine feelings. I'm just a person trying to do something with my life, something has been in the way, but I can't seem to find help. I had little hope before this, now it's gone.
I wonder what any of you think...
Wow... If I didn't want to k+ll my$elf before, I certainly do now.
After many months of being jerked around by my former PCP and the mental health care system, I waited 6 weeks for the first appointment here, 2 months for a second and both times waited over and almost three hours past my appointment time, through several late run appointments that had been double booked. Plus myself and a girl in the waiting room were waiting for the same provider, both of our appointments at 2:00 p.m... It's 4:38 by this point. But I'm at this place to, finally after a year and a half, get some help now only to be callously turned away while obviously in a crisis.
I haven't been functioning at all since November. I know I need medication and I just want to get back to work and have some kind of life, but I must've said something wrong when I was asking questions and posing concerns to not-a-doctor Dan. He got very mean with me. He spent 10 minutes lecturing me on how my being su+c+dal could hurt his medical license, showing me where his concern lay. He had the audacity to accuse me of being adversarial and "trying to play him" I guess like some kind of junkie. Yet he couldn't even be bothered to remember my name... he seemed more concerned with me as a liability than as a person. He was looking at the crisis crew, not at me, when he informed them that he wouldn't be treating me (Cory, I think he called me), but said he had some recommendations... I walked out straight away. I won't listen to recommendations of someone who obviously doesn't give a crap what happens to me and now that I think about it, nor by somebody with such an obvious untreated eating disorder.
I cried uncontrollably in my car for a half hour before driving the forty minutes home. The crisis crew saw me and tried to console me. They said he was being rude and heartless. They were so nice. I hated fibbing to them about my not being suicidal but those interventions only work if you want to get saved... All I wanted was proper medication so I could live my life, but I see now that I don't get one of those. Getting locked up for several days wasn't going to help me. Just prolong this horror.
I've been waiting for help for so long. Went most of my adult life without insurance and having several mental disorders, chronic migraines, and a severe hormone imbalance, it has not been easy. I also have the worst luck when it comes to injuries and illnesses. I always seem to be down sick. The battle has been entirely uphill and it's truly never happening for me. This awful place has proven it. Not-a-doctor Rutkowski made me feel like some dirty thing that just needed to be gotten rid of. I can't hardly stand doctors or providers any longer and I give up.
No help is coming. If you want to d+e, and are in a crisis do NOT go here. They did not help me; they probably won't help you either. But if you want a little push off the edge, they got you covered.
Harsh? Probably. But I don't care. I'm tired of fighting. Time to take a sit down.
This is my Google review for the psychiatrist I just saw a few days ago... I get a little mean, but I was so dejected I can't even describe. I'm not usually mean to larger people, so sorry about that. I'm not being filppant, these are my genuine feelings. I'm just a person trying to do something with my life, something has been in the way, but I can't seem to find help. I had little hope before this, now it's gone.I wonder what any of you think...Wow... If I didn't want to k+ll my$elf before, I certainly do now.After many months of being jerked around by my former PCP and the mental health care system, I waited 6 weeks for the first appointment here, 2 months for a second and both times waited over and almost three hours past my appointment time, through several late run appointments that had been double booked. Plus myself and a girl in the waiting room were waiting for the same provider, both of our appointments at 2:00 p.m... It's 4:38 by this point. But I'm at this place to, finally after a year and a half, get some help now only to be callously turned away while obviously in a crisis.I haven't been functioning at all since November. I know I need medication and I just want to get back to work and have some kind of life, but I must've said something wrong when I was asking questions and posing concerns to not-a-doctor Dan. He got very mean with me. He spent 10 minutes lecturing me on how my being su+c+dal could hurt his medical license, showing me where his concern lay. He had the audacity to accuse me of being adversarial and "trying to play him" I guess like some kind of junkie. Yet he couldn't even be bothered to remember my name... he seemed more concerned with me as a liability than as a person. He was looking at the crisis crew, not at me, when he informed them that he wouldn't be treating me (Cory, I think he called me), but said he had some recommendations... I walked out straight away. I won't listen to recommendations of someone who obviously doesn't give a crap what happens to me and now that I think about it, nor by somebody with such an obvious untreated eating disorder.I cried uncontrollably in my car for a half hour before driving the forty minutes home. The crisis crew saw me and tried to console me. They said he was being rude and heartless. They were so nice. I hated fibbing to them about my not being suicidal but those interventions only work if you want to get saved... All I wanted was proper medication so I could live my life, but I see now that I don't get one of those. Getting locked up for several days wasn't going to help me. Just prolong this horror.I've been waiting for help for so long. Went most of my adult life without insurance and having several mental disorders, chronic migraines, and a severe hormone imbalance, it has not been easy. I also have the worst luck when it comes to injuries and illnesses. I always seem to be down sick. The battle has been entirely uphill and it's truly never happening for me. This awful place has proven it. Not-a-doctor Rutkowski made me feel like some dirty thing that just needed to be gotten rid of. I can't hardly stand doctors or providers any longer and I give up.No help is coming. If you want to d+e, and are in a crisis do NOT go here. They did not help me; they probably won't help you either. But if you want a little push off the edge, they got you covered.Harsh? Probably. But I don't care. I'm tired of fighting. Time to take a sit down. https://ift.tt/CD2d8GP https://ift.tt/eX9T3Vz
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