On the doctor thing, my doctor is frankly laughable as well.
I have to see him every 7 weeks or so for a (ahem....clears throat sarcastically) 'review' of my anxiety/depression, and to (ahem) 'see how I am doing'.
What a joke that is!
I literally go in, sit down, he stares at his computer typing away, and without even making eye contact says 'So, how are you?'.....at which I tell him I have been ok, with the odd glitch now and then, but basically all is fine.
He then prints out the new prescription for Cipralex, says 'see you in a couple of months' and that is that.
It is ridiculous. I could sit there and tell him that I walked naked through town with my knickers on my head last week, and he still wouldn't take his eyes from his computer screen.
It really annoys me, and to me it is a measure of how interested he is in how I REALLY am. Granted I am ok at the moment, but that is not the point.
I honestly feel that these 'reviews' are just protocol for them, but with no heart in it whatsoever.