I hate going to the VA because it feels like I'm still in the Army. No one listens, the pretend they do but even their pretending efforts are extremely poor and anyone can tell they are not interested in you.
I tell my story, over and over again. I tear up, they tear up, then they type for twenty minutes or so. Say ok, we are done, see you in two (sometimes three) months and continue to type without ever looking at you.
I once had a nurse practitioner do a 60 minute intake without looking at me once. She stopped and said "Asian" then paused for a brief second. I was confused, she repeated "Asian or Puerto Rican?" and I wanted to slap her dumb face and leave. However, getting the meds was more important than educating an ignorant health provider so I said "Neither"
Several providers act like that. Many won't even ask you what meds you have taken in the past, what worked, what didn't work and what is your diagnosis. They confirm name and date of birth, they type away, they say thanks-bye and you are sent home worked up and hopeless.
I hate the VA.
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