heavymind
28-01-06, 10:49
I wrote this up this morning, after my vist to NIMHAMS Bangalore. Conditions in highly populated developing nations are very pathetic and cultural difference might make some reader in highly industrialized counties unable to understand the commanality of such occurance mentioned in this article.
I would like to share my experience counseling the counselor at
NIMHAMS, bangalore. I went to NIMHANS voluntrarily to get some help coping with my social anxiety. I have not taken any professional help yet, but I know I have either social anxiety or generalized anxiety, I have had a few panic attacks, where I was feeling extreme fears.
NIMHAMS is a very famous institution that many people are aware of. So I ventured to go
there, with the hope that they can offer me some help. All that I had expected was a
friendly person to talk to. Initially it required walking up and down to various buildings
before finding out the procedure for getting some counseling. The person at the enquiry
desk misdirected me to someother building and it was a familiar experience of going from
one person to another to find out whom to meet. After getting directions from different
people at different building, I finally went to the screening reservation center.
At the screening reservation center there was huge number of people in a big hall the
size of a foot ball court.
People had to register their name and father's name at the desk, and were asked to
wait at the big hall of uncountable number of people. Names were being called out and
people as bulk groups entered a smaller hall, where there were around 12 rooms which
could accommodate, 12 people for screening. There was one more chair outside in the open
with no enclosure where there was one more doctor doing his screening in front of all the
other people in that room. I was wondering if people had any sence of what privacy means.
My slip had room number 3, which had no one there. The lady doctor, came late and the
moment, she entered she started shouting in loud arrogant voice at people gathered around
her room to stay in a line. She then opened her room and once again yelled at people
waving hands at them directing them in a way which indicated that she wishes all the people
to go away. It did not indicate stand in a line. There was a person who had come all the
way from mizoram, whom I got introduced to as some journalist. He shared my view that the
doctor had a very bad temper.
Our introduction was outside her room in the line. We were joking about what we were seeing there.
Anyway there were chairs on that room, the doctor could have got the slips from all the people and
called their names out one by one, which would have helped the people sit down and relax. After
all people on the line were patients.
There was a bunch of people from Andhra ahead of me. Some agent seems to have taken them there,
the agent was getting shouted at and asked to go away. Ahead of them was an anxious elderly
person, who was just after the first set of people on the line. Next on the line was a mother and a child.
Next to them was a couple, next was me and behind me was the journalist whom I had just met.
We could see from outside the way the doctor was shouting at the child to cooperate. I was
wondering if the doctor was making people ill or was trying to cure them. I was telling my
new acquaintence behind me that the doctor requires some counseling and he agreed. Once the mother
and the child got out of the room, with their slip of paper, the elderly respectable man
tried to enter the room. The doctor shouted at him and said "Hey. wait there only. Did I ask
you to come" in the most arrogant possible tone on earth to this respectable looking elderly man.
There was a couple ahead of me, the wife was looking obviously troubled and very insecure,
she was staying in physical contact and comfort of her husband, she was clearly getting
very anxious and could not sit on her chair for long time. She had to repeatedly get up,
whenever the doctor was screamin
I would like to share my experience counseling the counselor at
NIMHAMS, bangalore. I went to NIMHANS voluntrarily to get some help coping with my social anxiety. I have not taken any professional help yet, but I know I have either social anxiety or generalized anxiety, I have had a few panic attacks, where I was feeling extreme fears.
NIMHAMS is a very famous institution that many people are aware of. So I ventured to go
there, with the hope that they can offer me some help. All that I had expected was a
friendly person to talk to. Initially it required walking up and down to various buildings
before finding out the procedure for getting some counseling. The person at the enquiry
desk misdirected me to someother building and it was a familiar experience of going from
one person to another to find out whom to meet. After getting directions from different
people at different building, I finally went to the screening reservation center.
At the screening reservation center there was huge number of people in a big hall the
size of a foot ball court.
People had to register their name and father's name at the desk, and were asked to
wait at the big hall of uncountable number of people. Names were being called out and
people as bulk groups entered a smaller hall, where there were around 12 rooms which
could accommodate, 12 people for screening. There was one more chair outside in the open
with no enclosure where there was one more doctor doing his screening in front of all the
other people in that room. I was wondering if people had any sence of what privacy means.
My slip had room number 3, which had no one there. The lady doctor, came late and the
moment, she entered she started shouting in loud arrogant voice at people gathered around
her room to stay in a line. She then opened her room and once again yelled at people
waving hands at them directing them in a way which indicated that she wishes all the people
to go away. It did not indicate stand in a line. There was a person who had come all the
way from mizoram, whom I got introduced to as some journalist. He shared my view that the
doctor had a very bad temper.
Our introduction was outside her room in the line. We were joking about what we were seeing there.
Anyway there were chairs on that room, the doctor could have got the slips from all the people and
called their names out one by one, which would have helped the people sit down and relax. After
all people on the line were patients.
There was a bunch of people from Andhra ahead of me. Some agent seems to have taken them there,
the agent was getting shouted at and asked to go away. Ahead of them was an anxious elderly
person, who was just after the first set of people on the line. Next on the line was a mother and a child.
Next to them was a couple, next was me and behind me was the journalist whom I had just met.
We could see from outside the way the doctor was shouting at the child to cooperate. I was
wondering if the doctor was making people ill or was trying to cure them. I was telling my
new acquaintence behind me that the doctor requires some counseling and he agreed. Once the mother
and the child got out of the room, with their slip of paper, the elderly respectable man
tried to enter the room. The doctor shouted at him and said "Hey. wait there only. Did I ask
you to come" in the most arrogant possible tone on earth to this respectable looking elderly man.
There was a couple ahead of me, the wife was looking obviously troubled and very insecure,
she was staying in physical contact and comfort of her husband, she was clearly getting
very anxious and could not sit on her chair for long time. She had to repeatedly get up,
whenever the doctor was screamin