Posted by Phil on July 24, 2009, at 7:07:39
1st: This guy was a piece of work. I went in to finally talk to someone about my chest. I have pectus excavatum(sunken chest)and it's bothered me since puberty when other kids started ripping me to shreds over it.
Doc, I love to swim but I hyperventilate if I take my shirt off in front of people(still do to this day)
YOU GOT A GIRLFRIEND? (a very LOUD guy)
Yes.
IS SHE PRETTY?
Well..yeah.
HAVE HER GO TO THE POOL WITH YOU, NO ONE WILL BE LOOKING AT YOU ANYWAY. : O
Later: Sometimes I get frustrated and angry easily.
YOU KNOW, I DO TOO. WHEN I DO, I JUST SAY HORSESH*T TO MYSELF..LOVE THAT WORD.
(I'm not kidding. Most of this is word for word.)
2nd: Sat behind his desk which was roughly the size of an aircraft carrier. Spoke so softly that I was constantly saying, what, huh, etc.
I felt, with his desk, that I was applying for a job. (I'll stop there)3rd: (Prozac had just been out a month or so)
Another extremely loud idiot. Left his door open with people within hearing distance.WE'LL GET YOU STARTED ON PROZAC. GREAT DRUG..WISH I HAD STOCK IN THE COMPANY.
I didn't go back.
4th: First lady shrink. An egomaniac with an inferiority complex.
Everytime she was uncomfortable with talking about something. she wouldn't make eye contact when addressing the issue. She would lean to her right, open the drawer on an end table like she was looking for something and bring up the topic.
She did it many times and I was cracking up inside.She was evil though. I was paying full price to see her and my life was chaotic. I wasn't in control of my money.
Her office mgr let me slide on payments and I had no idea I owed $600.00.
She found out, called me and told me to come in to talk about this balance.
You want me to pay $125. that I don't have to talk to you about me having no money.
Yep.
I had to ask my brother for his credit card # so I could pay this sl*t for the appt.
At one point she said very loudly: IF I DON'T GET PAID WE HAVE TO CLOSE THE DOORS ON THIS BUSINESS.
Her and her husband were both shrinks in that office. They took at least 4 vacations a year to places around the globe. She was always on vacation and worked 9-4, hour off for lunch, 4 days a week.
After she screamed at me about putting her out of business, I said, S. you have an issue with money.
She reached for the end table. It hit her right between the eyes. She knew it--I knew it.5th (current) Dr B I've made him laugh once. He asked me a question, I answered with a real zinger. He THROWS his head back, his mouth is wide open, sorta smiling but he makes no sound.
Never heard a laugh like that before.When I attempted suicide and then called him..Phil, go to the hospital, they can get you balanced out.
My shrink in the hospital was a very cool lady. I liked her immediately.
My drugs were: Lithium 1200mg, Cymbalta 90mg, clonazepam 1.5mg, Lamictal 400mg.
She dropped the Lithium to 600mg and Cymbalta to 60mg saying less is sometimes more. No problem here doc.
I see Dr B soon after being released and told him the med changes.
He says Lithium can't augment an AD below 900mg and re-upped it. He says you never lower the dose on an AD with a severely depressed patient and upped it back to 90mg.
I'm thinking, if you're such a genius, why did I get despondent enough to attempt suicide?
My opinion, when I get to hell, it's going to be inundated with shrinks and lawyers.
BTW, I'm a bit wired and talkative on Pristiq.
This stuffs better than cocaine.
poster:Phil
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