I went to a psychiatrist and handed him a buzz saw and the jaws of life in the hopes he could save whatever good is left inside of me. Instead, he wrote me prescriptions for Xanax and antidepressants.
yes. this is what happens when medicine becomes a capitalistic business whose aim is to make money versus actually helping people out. i've had similar experiences, and are probably going to have more very soon. how have you been lone coug? i've missed you.
http://www.nytimes.com/2011/03/06/health/policy/06doctors.html?pagewanted=all&_r=0
ReplyDeleteyes. this is what happens when medicine becomes a capitalistic business whose aim is to make money versus actually helping people out. i've had similar experiences, and are probably going to have more very soon. how have you been lone coug? i've missed you.
ReplyDeleteThe same. Life is monotonous and tiring.
ReplyDeletei agree. + disenfranchising + hopeless + old people complaining about the thickness of deli meat.
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