In my early diagnosis I was seeing a lot of Psychiatrists.
I remember one time when I did not make a lot of eye contact when I talked because I was thinking so much. I was talking straight for like 3 minutes looking down and when I finally looked at the Psychiatrist his head was down and he fell asleep.
Pdoc fall asleep? 
hell…
This definitely never happened for me.
I would be angry if it happened
They should listen and conclude something not fall asleep
I had one therapist who thought I couldn’t see that he was constantly yawning while I was talking. I was insulted that I was boring him but I’ve had a dozen therapists and he’s the only one who did that. I guess it’s kind of funny in a way.
My psychiatrist did sleep when I was speaking out my mind and the new psychiatrist on video appointment, to test me he took the paper weight and spoke to it like a transmitter. What all the pdoc does to make us understand.
I’ve noticed a couple of pdocs fighting to keep their eye lids open in therapy before, but I’ve never had one actually fall asleep.
Yes one of my first psychiatrists was an older man.
He’s slept during our sessions a few times.
Now I think it’s kind of funny
Also my current weight loss doctor has dozed off on me a few times too.
She must be in her early 50s
I’ve never had a psychiatrist that fell asleep. I have seen them yawn but that is it.
Yeah that happened to me. I was on the couch talking away and he was very quiet so I turned around and he was asleep! I yelled are you â– â– â– â– â– â– â– sleeping? Then I stormed out of his office. He returned my money. I was pissed.
When I was first at the hospital the doctor that saw me played on his phone every time I tried to answer a question. I’m pretty sure it was some sort of tactic but to what end I don’t know. I would pause a long time and listen to what my head was telling me to tell him. I think he knew then what was wrong with me.
Closest thing that has happened is being completely shut down and ignored saying I’m faking psychosis and that I was “ attention seeking” when they gave me prozac and I went manic he was the stupidest person I know
I’ve never heard of that happening. That’s interesting. Sorry it happened to you
Yeah and If it were true I’d be in Hollywood making hundreds of millions of dollars cuz if you can do that your gonna win the Oscar’s everytime every year it’s too bad I wasn’t faking nor am I able to act for sh*t
If my psychiatrist fell asleep i would walk over to her quietly and scream in her ear. Would love to see her â– â– â– â– herself.
Well he sounds like a shitty pdoc. No matter how boring session is my pdoc/therapist has never ever fallen asleep on me. That’s a HUGE red flag. I would have immediately walked out and fired him.
My pdoc actually asks me a lot of questions about life and stuff. She basically is a psychiatrist that does therapy as well.
My therapist used to look at the clock and say yeah
A psychiatrist asked me if I thought I received messages from the t.v to which I answered no.
Then I get a copy of a letter he sent to my GP and it said " he thinks he receives messages from the t.v"
He probably wasn’t even listening to me and probably thinking about what he’s goin to spend his high salary on.
I never had a psychiatrist do that but once when I was in the hospital there was a tech that kept falling asleep in his chair in the day room.
His head would be completely back and snoring loudly.
it may not be personal but pdocs see alot of people throughout the day, sometimes 100s so they cant spend too much time talking on one thing, i noticed my first pdoc when id talk its like he was just waiting for key words in the sentence to find out whats the problem rather than understanding what im saying, moreso just analyzing, so i imagine its exhausting. still tho falling asleep in front of a patient is kinda messed up
On me!? Oh god, no. Smell like hospital breakfast sausages probably. If I were you I’d take the opportunity to offer sublime suggestions to make their day feel like a vacation stay at the Club Agua Gumbert. Trip Advisor 1.5 stars, a “serious hell hole”. Or, because that is mean. A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte, as alternative. It’s a painting of a sunny day in Paris, 19th century. Gosh, internet make me look smart, say smart. I learned 2 things today and now i’m going for breakfast. Whats that smell…