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Originally Posted by BirdDancer
A little bit ago, I called the location's director at the place we WANTED Dad to go to and literally begged them to help me. I even started crying and told her that if something isn't made easier that I may end up in the IOP, too, and my brother may die of a heart attack or stroke. Luckily, she did calm me down a bit. She's the clinical director of therapy. She did give me one suggestion (for the other location). I left a message there to follow up on that suggestion. The first time I tried, the recorder cut off after like 10 seconds. I called back again and gave a rapid-fire message, that time getting my name, my dad's name, my phone number, and "Please call me back" in before it cut off.
I'm still afraid to tell my husband about all of this.
I wish my psychiatrist would call and offer me an alternate appointment.
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As a follow-up, I got a call back from the number the clinical director gave me. We discussed transportation options for dad. It looks positive. I feel some relief. We just have to get our dad to agree to go on a transportation van. We'll drive him to the van pickup before his IOP and then pick him up in the afternoon at that same pickup. If Dad agrees. He'd damn well better agree!
My psychiatrist called me back and gave me an appointment for tomorrow morning as a substitute for the one I had to cancel. Even my therapist emailed me back with encouraging words. I had to cancel my appointment with her both this week and last week because of family crises. I won't see her next week either, because we are away. The vacation to Florida better be good and without struggle! No delays, no plane problems, no bad stuff at all! And it better not rain or be too cold there!
Thanks, everyone, for reading about my stressful saga these past days (or weeks...or months) and expressing support.
