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I went to the doctor appointment today (I was so nervous, and kept getting more and more nervous waiting after I got there - it was at least 45 minutes before I actually was seen! Oh, I saw someone else come out with sample boxes of Effexor XR , and remember, this is a family practice, not a psychiatrist). It went quite well in my opinion. The doctor didn't really try very hard to talk me into anything, although she did agree with my T and my sister. She went through the lecture on brain chemistry and stuff, but said that she sensed that I didn't really want a prescription. I said, "I don't know if I would fill it if you gave me one." And she said, "Okay, I'd like to help you but I'm not your mother and I won't make you." She said something about it being my choice until the police pick me up for being a danger to self or others. Maybe I should have mentioned that that happened nine months ago (but they let me go), but I didn't. She did order blood work, and said if I change my mind later she is there. Results should come back by the beginning of next week. Anyway, I did not get a prescription. I find that I like doctors more for what they don't do than what they do sometimes.

When I told my husband I didn't get a prescription, he was a bit incredulous. He hasn't really said much about meds before - I thought he thought I was exaggerating everything and really wasn't that bad. He says my T is going to throw a fit. I think that would be interesting to see. It might be worth it not to write to him and tell him, just so I can be there in person to see him throw a fit. Anyway, they work together when my T is in town, and they say they don't talk about me. Hmm. I don't think I really mind that they do talk about me, but I wish they would tell me about it if they do. My husband says my T is really worried about me, more than I know, and that he was saying maybe I needed to see someone else who is in town instead of him because he is only here every other week. But he hasn't said that to me. I hope he doesn't decide to drop me.

Well, that's how it went.

<font color=green>"Loneliness does not come from having no people about one, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to oneself, or from holding certain views which others find inadmissible" Carl Jung</font color=green>