So I saw a new psychiatrist today. He didn't suck. For $500 for an hour's evaluation, he better not!
Dare I say I even liked him?
He says he has a special interest in bipolar physiology. And he understands my skepicism over taking meds. But we'll talk next week about trying some new ones. I'm open to trying new ones. I think it's dumb to try ones I already know don't work.
He also understands why I freak when people say my generation could live to 115. And he understands why even living to 60 seems daunting to me.
He gets my conercen as well that I worry I could end up killing myself one day, and I'm scared it could be when I have a family and children, and there's the possiblity I could leave my children motherless.
He's expensive, but I like him, so we'll see.
25 October 2006
Doctor's Visit
Created by Becca around 10/25/2006 01:10:00 AM
Categories: depression, Random musings
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2 comments:
The important thing is you are taking steps to take care of yourself. Take it one day at a time.
Does this doctor have a good psychopharmacologist that he works with?
Hugs.
For $500 an hour, I hope he's sucking your dick too.
Seriously, though: I'm glad he earned your trust.
Does he have space on his walls for a painting?
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