I had a video appointment with my psychiatrist early yesterday evening, right before sunset. I deliberately sat in our living room with the view of it, and beautiful countryside. He got a kick out of me showing it to him using my laptop video cam. He was home in the US, with me in Czech Rep. I did something similar months ago, when my then therapist wanted to see the beach and ocean, when I had a video appointment while staying at the shore.

As I wrote to whatever2013, my psychiatrist is willing to wean me off Klonopin. I guess telling him that I only have 23 pills left, and an uncertain first appointment with a local psychiatrist, did it. By halving the dose (and later more), that gives me lots more time. Not that generic Klonopin is expensive, but I'll feel better being able to say I'm going off. Truth is, it is a useless part of my psych med cocktail.

Today I see my new therapist for the third time. Then soon after I have a virtual phone call appointment with my nephrologist from the US. I think I will end appointments with the latter. There's nothing he can really do anymore. I will ask for a more thorough appointment with my new general practitioner (and blood testing) in a couple months. The only thing I was going to tell the nephrologist was that I had the tingling/numb hands/feet. That's already being addressed with the new GP, and I have hope that it was stop completely soon. So far it seems a little reduced. Placebo effect? Who knows.

I will be extremely sad when I need to stop video appointments with pdoc. He and I have talked about that. He suggested I simply make an appointment to see him in person when I visit New Jersey next time, assuming the pandemic is over. I doubt he'd even charge me for the visit. I just want to see him face-to-face and shake his hand, or even hug him if he'd let me. I've known him for over 13 years, and he's been central in my life and recovery. I love the man. He knows. I perfectly remember the very moment I met him the first time.