How to get prescribed ADHD medication in the Netherlands, a guide based on real world success:

1) spend over a year repeatedly trying to tell the GP that it’s not going well and you need help. This will not cost you money, only your precious finite time on this earth. It helps if you have a husband to drag you to the doctor when you’re at your lowest and argue with them

2) finally get escalated to a psychologist who takes a few months to be sure there’s definitely something wrong. She will recommend the GP to prescribe ADHD medication

3) Your prescription mysteriously disappears into the system. After several attempts to follow up that take months, and several confused phone calls from your psychologist to the GP, it turns out the GP refuses to authorize it because *shrug* reasons. Maybe if a psychiatrist also signs off on it?

4) You attempt to get an appointment with a psychiatrist. Every psychiatrist in the Netherlands is booked until 2034.

5) Finally, after a dozen rounds of pleading and nagging, you get a mysterious phone call from an unknown number. They give you an address and tell you to be there at 7 in the evening.

6) You find yourself at the door of a historic art deco mansion in the most exclusive district of Amsterdam. There is absolutely no indication that this is a medical practice. You ring the doorbell. Nothing happens. You wait nervously, and try again.

7) The door creaks open. An elderly man wearing crocs stands before you. He silently bids you follow him up a winding staircase to a parlor filled with a thousand thick and aging books in every tongue of the earth and perhaps a few also of the angels. They concern prophecy, and music, and poetry, and the apocalypse.

8) In a thin whisper of a voice barely to be heard, he asks your name, and where you were born. He slowly, very slowly, so slowly that you think you have died and this is purgatory, types this into a computer. It is in his lap because his desk is covered with strange devices beyond identification.

9) He tells you the prescription will be ready for pickup tomorrow.

If your client cuts this off after the first few sentences, I guarantee the back half is more interesting than the first 😂
and then the final, crucial step is to come home to Odin 

amused by how many people are replying/quoting with, like "yeah it's the same here, it sucks" without commenting on the visitation from the angel attempting mortal guise

my fault for not opening with that I guess 😂

@0xabad1dea you're clearly assuming that heavenly visitation is a rare occurrence when in fact, in many smaller european nations, it is quite common

@halcy @0xabad1dea

Some vision of Wim Wender's Wings of Desire made me remember this...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AiX4CIgKMEs

"The Trapeze Swinger" (Iron & Wine) - Gregory Alan Isakov, Fuel/Friends Chapel Session #34

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@0xabad1dea I suspect Odin is the one indispensable element here.
I too got my ADHD meds from a wizened old figure who somehow cuts through red tape like it's nothing. Less sure about the angel part, more just he stopped caring about the consequences :P
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@twodarek @0xabad1dea same. Mine forgot my name and mixed up patients and case details many times. He was a senile pill-dispenser and I despised him and the system he was a part of for their negligence and inhumanity. But he was useful.

@twodarek

You have to stop caring about the consequences to become an angel.

*dramatically smokes cigarette in a film noir fashion

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@0xabad1dea I just read through the experience.  

I'm glad the old croc wearing man was there for you.

@0xabad1dea No no, yeah, that bit happened to me too.
@0xabad1dea his snoot is so perfect, with just the right amount of tongue and nose and flappy jowls

A natural antidepressant!

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@0xabad1dea You win! Odin is wonderful.
@0xabad1dea hello my friend, happy to see you :) How's May in Amsterdam? Are you more a winter or summer newfie?