This morning I saw my pdoc for the last time before he retires from clinical practice. It was a helpful session. He is stopping so suddenly as the recent suicide of one of his patients pushed him into burnout. He wants to spend time with his kids. It is understandable why he is stopping. Also, he has had PTSD from military service in the past. Maybe that makes him more vulnerable. Anyway, I feel for him. He also told me that if I am in a crisis before I am settled with a new psychiatrist that I can contact him for help. This was reassuring as the PTSD has been making itself heard. My pdoc has me scheduled to have a nerve blocker injected into my spin. It seems to kick in the parasympathetic nervous system and calm your central nervous system down. I look forward to it.

My pdoc then helped me to choose a new pdoc. Tomorrow I will go to a GP and request a referral to my (hopefully) new pdoc. Then I can call and get an appointment.

I am in a bit of a rebellious mood for some reason. I feel pretty good considering my situation. At the moment I am sitting on my IKEA rocking chair while covered in two blankets. It is winter in Australia, and I want to save on heating costs. It's not really that cold here. Like a Los Angeles climate. I am listening to music LOUD. I love doing this. I can feel the sound vibrations.