Thanks everone. I figured you could all relate to the tension of waiting...

After P-doc read this, the next time I saw her she said "See that door over there? Open it." I thought it was a closet and never paid it too much attention as I was close enough to the main door in case I ever needed to escape.

I opened it and found a mini- waiting room with two chairs, a table and an entrance to the outside. She said if sitting in the waiting room was causing me distress, I could come around the back and wait in there.

Of course, now I'm always paranoid that someone is out there waiting when I'm with P-doc.

(She assured me it stays locked)