Psychiatrist- You look like you’ve lost weight. (She’s just being nice!)
Me- No, I have gained weight. (Can’t she see how awful I look?!)
Psych- Have you been eating?
Me- I just said, I have gained weight! That’s why I am wearing baggy clothes!
Psych- No, it doesn’t look like you have.
Me- I weigh myself all of the time, I have definitely gained 2 kilos!
Psych- Would you like a script for Stilnox? (not one of my current meds)
Me- Yeah, definitely! (Let’s see where this goes!)
Psych- I meant Imovane.
Me- Sure, both of them!
Me- *laughs with her*
Psych- Just the Imovane!
Me- Okay, thanks.
Me- I am going to miss you when you go away. 😦 (Please don’t leave me!)
Psych- Doctor Soandso will be covering my patients.
Me- But I don’t know her… at least it isn’t Doctor [my old psych], I guess. But she could be mean too! Is she mean?
Psych- She’s not mean. (We’ll see about that!)
Me- Everyone will miss you! (Maybe if she feels guilty she wont go?)
Psych- Well I hope so… (Huh?)
Anyway, I love her again. Not in that way… I don’t want her to go away, I don’t want the end of the year to come. I become attached to her at times (the times where I don’t hate her!) and my brain feels overwhelmed a bit. I’m scared that I will need her when she’s away.