Well, I finally made the call after about 30 or more days of worrying over it, and they got me in the very next day. I later found out that I was really lucky to call when I did and hit a cancellation.
Really the first session is just to find out my condition, ask all the required questions about my stability, and work on a plan for my recovery. I must say that my therapist made me feel very well. She listened, because I had a LOT to say, and she also said what needed to be said.
She did also agree that my phobia and avoidance behavior, combined with my anxiety and most likey depression at some level, definitely warranted a Dr visit and probable medication. And like I've said... I'm resigned to that, I agree, and I want to attack this anxiety full on.
Unfortunately I do not have insurance, nor employment at this time so the program provided by my local county (which I'm extremely grateful for, and which is my first time EVER using an assistance program) cannot get me in to a Dr. for about 6 months. There is an alternative and I am currently looking into that option, or after 15 yrs I don't think 5 months is going to kill me.
Additionally I'm grateful for my sister who takes time out of her busy schedule as a mother of 7 to be my "safe" person. I am not a full blown agoraphobic, but one of my major fears is any kind of medical facility. Without such support there would be NO getting me started with this recovery. May I never forget this dedication.
Mood... optimistic!
Thursday, April 8, 2010
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