I get called and this guy (who I thought was the psychiatrist) took me into a little room. He asked me a few questions and then he said "okay, wait outside until you're called" I was so fucking pissed. Apparently this guy was the psychiatrist's secretary or something. There I am waiting again.
After about 30 minutes more, this other guy called my name and to my luck it was THE psychiatrist. I went into the room and he asks me "Why are you here today?" I start explaining my position. After 15 seconds of me getting into it, his phone rings. The guy answers the phone while I'm talking to him and doesn't even say "excuse me"!!! I think that even if he says "excuse me" is very wrong. I think when doctors are attending a patient they should not talk on the phone, it is very impolite. He hangs up and looks at me and asks me "Why are you here today?" AGAIN, I thought to myself 'WHAT THE FUCK?'. He wasn't even paying attention. I tried to chill and started the story again.
My last primary doctor pre-diagnosed me with bipolar disorder and prescribed me Seroquel. As soon as I told the guy this, he said "okay, I'll give you Seroquel!" Without even asking me any questions. Seroquel does me good. Helps me with my insomnia, anxiety, intrusive thoughts/memories. But still, this doctor doesn't want to help anyone, he just takes the easy route.
His name is Ashit K. Vijapura (his first name suits him quite well). If you need a psychiatrist and you live in Tampa FL, do not go to him.



