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Mar 07, 2023, 09:37 PM
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Member Since: Jul 2019
Location: Downtown Vibes, California
Posts: 15,701
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So I went to the clinic and waited for a long time because I accidentally got there too early (thought my appt. was 20 mins earlier than it actually was). The staff that was working was not very friendly, there was a little girl in the waiting room that was seriously out of control (tearing up magazines, running all over the chairs, shrieking) and no one was saying anything. I feel so angry when parents don't teach their children manners. Not reprimand, but teach. Gently explain, and be clear and firm.
I was seriously on the verge of saying something to the little girl when the medical assistant called me back to take my vitals. After vitals I was sitting on a chair and waiting when the PA called me into her office.
I adore her.
M2 (my therapist is M1) is from Kenya. She has long, gorgeous dreads and her office just has a feeling of care and love. She was so kind and sweet. Young, probably about 30, but she just feels wise. She reminded me of my DIL. I feel like I can dialogue with her because she totally respected my experience with meds. I had no sense of a power struggle over meds.
There's no need to change my medication and I'll see her in three weeks!
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