To keep things a little lively at work I refer to my psychiatrist as my "drug dealer" and my VNS doctor as my "stimulator". Makes depression sound sexier than it is.
During the short ride between my office and my drug dealer's office I inventory my brain so I give him the info he needs in a neat little package. Always the first question he asks me is "how are you doing?" Today my answer was "I feel GOOD." I told him I had been scaling back my meds and he says that's okay. He doesn't want me to drop them too quickly and I told him that I wasn't.
99% of my visits with him include medical students so he shows me off. Since the VNS device was activated he plugs in his own palm computer to check the settings of the device and show his students how it all works. My DD has been my doctor for a few years now and at one time he treated my son, too. He was the first doctor to ever react to the genetic link between my son and I and tried some of the meds I had been taking on him. He likes to brag on Hunter, too and always asks me to bring him in.
I really like this doctor because he is always thinking outside the box. He is very progressive and very in tune to new treatments coming around. He was the one who recommended I try VNS.
After my appointment was finished and I was getting my script refills another patient came in. I've seen her frequently in the outpatient offices. DD came out into the waiting area to talk to her because she didn't have an appointment. She is married to a doctor who frequently beats her. To the point of hospitalization. I think they have four kids. I found out today that she is still living in the womans shelter but because of a recent court appearance the kids are in a foster home and she needs the DD to write a letter to the court. Every time the husband finds out where she is he hurts her. It sounds like she is running out of places to go to get away from him and he keeps getting out of jail.
Today she was missing her usual Audrey Hepburn'esque sunglasses but the wound on her forehead had a while to go yet. The scar is still thick and wide -- one of the many physical proofs she has of what her husband does to her. Usually when I see her she is hiding behind those massive sunglasses but, because I'm usually sitting beside her, I can see them and they are awful. She is such a beautiful woman and my heart just breaks for her. She was crying so I touched her shoulder when I left.
During the short ride between my office and my drug dealer's office I inventory my brain so I give him the info he needs in a neat little package. Always the first question he asks me is "how are you doing?" Today my answer was "I feel GOOD." I told him I had been scaling back my meds and he says that's okay. He doesn't want me to drop them too quickly and I told him that I wasn't.
99% of my visits with him include medical students so he shows me off. Since the VNS device was activated he plugs in his own palm computer to check the settings of the device and show his students how it all works. My DD has been my doctor for a few years now and at one time he treated my son, too. He was the first doctor to ever react to the genetic link between my son and I and tried some of the meds I had been taking on him. He likes to brag on Hunter, too and always asks me to bring him in.
I really like this doctor because he is always thinking outside the box. He is very progressive and very in tune to new treatments coming around. He was the one who recommended I try VNS.
After my appointment was finished and I was getting my script refills another patient came in. I've seen her frequently in the outpatient offices. DD came out into the waiting area to talk to her because she didn't have an appointment. She is married to a doctor who frequently beats her. To the point of hospitalization. I think they have four kids. I found out today that she is still living in the womans shelter but because of a recent court appearance the kids are in a foster home and she needs the DD to write a letter to the court. Every time the husband finds out where she is he hurts her. It sounds like she is running out of places to go to get away from him and he keeps getting out of jail.
Today she was missing her usual Audrey Hepburn'esque sunglasses but the wound on her forehead had a while to go yet. The scar is still thick and wide -- one of the many physical proofs she has of what her husband does to her. Usually when I see her she is hiding behind those massive sunglasses but, because I'm usually sitting beside her, I can see them and they are awful. She is such a beautiful woman and my heart just breaks for her. She was crying so I touched her shoulder when I left.
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