Pink. . .you and I are a lot alike sister.

I blew my lid once with my pdoc too. And I mean BLEW IT BIG. I sort of broke his printer. (Dont ask) So, when it was all over with, and T was asking about it, I told him, "It frustrates the hell out of me to pay someone this kind of money and the advice they give me I could get from a bum off the street. What message do you think that sends me about my value as a human being?" He sort of stopped. . .and said, "You're right." Personally, I get better advice from my hairdresser, you know?

I'd have blown my lid too girl. You do have to figure out another way to deal with your anger, but I'd say your anger was justified. The behavior wasnt' necessarily so, however. But, I think you already know that, huh?

Pdocs are overworked, over scheduled, most are under experienced (little time in practice, scant internships, etc). I liken them to gynecologists who deliver babies. . .most have the minimal amount of experience required to license. And then, it's all on the job training. Kind of sucks for us, you know? I don't talk to my pdoc a whole lot. . .but i'm fortunate b/c he is fantastic, serves in the military like me, and we happen to speak the same language most of the time. But, I reserve "therapuetic" issues for my T and T alone.

Let us know how you're doing, ok? Sending good thoughts your way today.