Today I had to go to a new primary care provider to refill my prescription as I moved recently. It was the most unenjoyable experience ever. He asked me why I have depression and I said I didn't know. It just runs in my family. Every time I tried to talk he said "yeah, yeah, yeah, that's fine." He preached to me about the black box warning on depression meds--the increased risk of suicide. Then he gave me a 5 month prescription and told me to see a psychiatrist. He never even figured out I was pregnant despite me putting all sorts of red flags on my health history form other than outright saying "HELLO I AM PREGNANT!!" He also never asked whether or not I am currently having any symptoms of depression.
I'm thankful for the refill but I will not be back to that office. I'd like to be in counseling for preventive maintenance but it's so expensive even with health insurance.
I'm thankful that my depression is well managed and that I'm happily coasting through my second pregnancy. But it's no thanks to the health care system. Looks like I'm in the market for another primary care provider. I wish my midwife could manage my depression meds.