Next bizarre installmment of my saga, the quest for meds..

So when I last posted, I was having insane issues getting any doc to write a damn Rx for some anti anxiety, or anti depressant meds. Just a quick review, before my surgery I was a total wreck, begged my obgyn , the surgeon, the RO and MO, to give me something to help me cope. They all said NO. The best any of them could/would do at first is make an appt for me with a phsychiatrist , because in their words, its best to have that kind of doc manage those meds. They made an appt for me, at some local doc, I went to the appt, and it was 100 degrees in the office, and about 20 people waiting, over an hour wait. INSANE, I left. Called back my surgeons nurse, and BEGGED for something. She was able to get the doc to call in a Rx for SEVEN pills, for Xanax. It helped a tiny bit, for surgery, etc, but now he wont write any more, and Im back to looking for a psych.

Ok, so I sent 3 HOURS on the phone last week, looking for a doc that A. Had a working phone, (3 I called were no longer ther) B. were seeing new patients, (2 were not) and C. had an available appt before February. After numerous calls I found one, nearby, and made an appointment for yesterday at 2pm/

Here is now that went:

Now keep in mind, I have NEVER seen a psych or counselor of any type, have never really needed it, so really did not know what to expect, tell me if this seems normal.

Before I went I tried to call the office to see if I could find out a wait time, I got only voicemail leave a message stuff.

So I walk into the office, some 20 something young man is sitting at the recpt desk, dressed in a plaid shirt and jeans. He looked VERY disenganged. I asked him, why they dont answer the phones, and he really had no answer and just sorta looked at me, as if he did not give a **** about anything. OK, so I sign in and wait to be called. Im called in a sorta reasonable time frame, for intake, urine sample, blood pressure, height/weight etc. OK, not too bad.,

Now back into the waiting room, a few mintues, then get called in to see the doc, who is a woman.

Now, just some physical visual, so this will make sense. I am not a small person, Im a big, tall, woman. Big meaning overweight, like a size 22 or so, and tall, like 5'10", just so you can picture what Im about to say.

I am lead into the doctors office, and my mouth about dropped open. Now, because of MY size I am sensitive to weight issues, and and not usally shocked at seeing a heavy person. OK

SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I sit down and OMFGGGGGGGGGGG Im sitting in front of Dr Jabba the Hut! This is the most ENORMOUS WOMAN I have ever seen. She is the psychiatrist, and she makes ME , a LARGE woman, look like twiggy. I almost lost it.

I sit down and she seems VERY distant, asks a few questions, and the whole time she is looking at her computer screen and typing stuff, not looking at me at all. After the few questions, she says, ok Im going to give you a Rx for a med called Cymbalta. I interjected, that I have seen and read stuff about that, and there are really scary side effcts, like suicide, ughh. She says, ya that can happen, but it doesnt always. I mention that I know several people that take Lexapro, what does she think of that. She says ok I can give you that. A few more questions about anxiety, etc, I tell her about my 7 pill Rx for Xanax, she says ok I'll give you a Rx for that too, but instead of the 1mg, .5. OK. She asks if Im sleeping well, I say no, because I am so uncomfortable. She says ok, I'll give you Ambien. I mention about sleepwalking on that, and she says ok, I'll give you Lunesta.

She keeps not looking at me, looking at the computer (probably busy ordering a pizza, sorry, could not resist), then hands me the Rx with 1 refils, and says make an appt for 6 to 8 weeks to follow up.

Does this seem like a normal psychiatrist?