So today, I just found out that my psychiatrist will no longer be at the site I regularly see her at. I was very sad. She has been very kind during my visits with her. She treats me like a human being, not just a patient. She doesn’t just prescribe me medicine, but provides me support.
I have heard horror stories of how some psychiatrist are indifferent to their patient’s needs. For example, prescribing medications contrary to their patient’s symptoms. Or, instead of developing a relationship with their patients, they display their aloofness towards them. There is no way I’m about to deal with an ignorant ass psychiatrist! I mean having a thoughtful psychiatrist can be the difference between having a successful recovery and unsuccessful one. I don’t want to be still on square one of recovery or worse. Though fortunately for me, God led me to a good psychiatrist. I am not letting go of this one.
Anyways, she told me she will be going to another site (At least she told me that. Some psychiatrists just disappear without a word). I told her I would follow to her to the new place. She smiled and gave the address of the new location. Yippee! I get to keep her as my psychiatrist! 😀
Crap. I almost forgot to take my medication! Well fortunately, my medication is one of those I can take as soon as soon as possible. One time I forgot to take my meds, my depression came in and made me feel completely miserable. Sigh.. never in my life did I ever think I’d have to rely on medication. It took me a couple of months to accept I would be one of those people on “crazy pills.” Another one of my fears was being addicted to them. But you know… I haven’t been addicted to them. Though to be honest, I have at times–like today–I have forgotten to take my medication. Anyways, I have come to terms as to why I am taking my meds: so I can live a well fulfilled life.