No, he's gotten really GOOD. There was no wrath just a lot of "I don't want to die, OMG I am going to die, I kind of want to die, can't someone just kill me, OMG Saturday is almost OVER oh my God next week Telehealth REALLY gets going, can't you just poison me this evening?" Etc. It was cuz I accidentally took an extra dose of thyroid which sucks because this stuff from Thailand really works and it's not illegal cuz it's a supplement. Also, in a pandemic I think Trump announced we could take whatever we wanted.
But, I have clonidine which I have been instructed to take if I do dumb stuff like that. So I did and I'm fine. Plus, he got hugged, so hey!
Well, sort of fine. Maybe. For now. My psychiatrist was pretty useless with my meltdown I MUST say. The husband is way more soothing. Like, he loves me MORE. I would say my pdoc finds me interesting but annoying and demanding. I would say I was his most mentally interesting patient except ONE time in group a LONG time ago the husband was in therapy after his PTSD incident and he ran into one of my doc's other clients, and she like, got all dressed up and drunk to go out and cheat, but then she found her husband's GUN and like, took pictures of it pointed at her head and OTHER FAR MORE PRIVATE PLACES OMG and she was "Not sure if it was loaded." She also said she "Almost found out" (I was not buying that part.) BUT She said she sent all the pictures to MY Pdoc, and like, then went out for her cheating episode.
I'm really sorry but I can't TOP THAT. Not even CLOSE OMG.
She left group because my husband began demanding actual therapy, and she found him "intimidating."
I never said anything because you know, HIPPA.
Perhaps I can think of an adequate farewell for my pdoc but like NO, I'm just too sane for that kind of send off. LOL.
Anna
