I saw my new GP for the 2nd time today. He seems like he knows a thing or two about medicine, even psychiatric medicine. He's probably 50 and not good-looking in my eyes, but I imagine he thinks he is. Anyway, he agreed to do a blood test on me in order for me to get my lithium level checked. When the appointment was over he ordered the nurse to take my blood. She proceeded to try to take my blood but after 2 tries she gave up. The next nurse tried and no luck either. Then they called the doctor in to try and he was successful. I mention this because I wonder if he is aware of the can of worms he possibly opened. I'll explain... As he sat across from me, legs spread, street clothes on because he was about to leave, rubbing and touching my arm, being as gentle as he could, smiling at me, and calling me "Darlin'," I got that funny kind of feeling and felt drawn to him. Before that I felt no connection with him at all because he appeared to have very little to no "bedside manner." I dunno...just thought it was interesting.