I had my appointment today. The one with the psychiatrist who had prescribed Lithium last time. The Lithium that I stopped because it poisoned me and made me go to the ER.
Today was the day to get put on a med that would hopefully stabilize my moods. I'm not very happy with how the appointment went.
He ran down the usual list of questions. How's my sleeping, moods, appetite. Any suicidal thoughts? Blah blah blah. I say that because no matter how I answer his questions he never stops for me to elaborate. Even when I try to elaborate, he just keeps going.
Here's the kicker that I've never had happen. He asked ME what he should put me on. WTF. I told him he's the doctor.. not me.
No wonder I'm crazy what with the psychiatric care I receive. I know I should try to find someone new. At least one closer to our new home. But I know him. I know how to get there. New is well.. new. And new can be (is) scary to me.
Speaking of new.. I start a new med today. Wish me well. Let's hope I don't get poisoned this time.