I was on my way to bed and my mother asked me how the doc. Appointment went. I figured I might as well bite the bullet and just come out and say it.

I told her he (doctor) thinks it's related to anxiety and would like to refer me further. She jumped by trying to bring her forces in. Asking how one gets treated for stress.... If he first confirmed with my family doctor. And she needed me to explain what kind of doctor I would be referred to. She shuddered when she muttered whether it would be a psychiatrist. I just told her it's psychological and whoever deals with that.
Then she still continues and asks me to tell her word for word what I told him. ( Obviously I did none of that ) She was freaking out that I did something without speaking to her and she was trying to reinforce control.

She told me that whatever doctor I go to next she's coming with me.
Control freak. Worried how my father will take it now.