This morning I went to see my brain pill doctor lady so that we could talk about the state of my brain and how the pills affect it. Everything’s cool, brain’s functioning as expected. Yay.
Then sad. She told me it was our last appointment. She’s moving on to the next phase of her education. NOOOOOOO, don’t leave me! Proof that I am crazy: I almost cried, both in the office and in my car. I suck at change, I crave stability. I crave brain pill related stability.
What if the new person sucks? what if they don’t like me? what if they have some sort of philosophy of “suck it up!” Crap. I get all shakey and weird when I have to think about changes like that.
While we’re on the subject of crazy, everybody in the elevator acted crazy this morning! There were 4 of us and the other three were caught up in some sort of distance maintaining deliberate movement scheme. The thing is, these weren’t crazy people, they worked there! (Well, I mean I assume that the openly insane are not working at the hospital, but these are new times!).
But, as per usual, there is balance. It’s finally spring. It’s warm, it’s sunny, it’s windy like your mom’s pants! The dog park is full of dogs giddy with spring related awesomeness. Persephone rises again and I feel optimism.
Maybe it’s the last burst of crazy as the relief of spring is upon us? I ask hopefully. It’s been bonkers in this neck-o-the-woods also.
Don’t worry. Those of us who know we are crazy are more sane than those that won’t admit they are crazy. You will adjust, it may be hard, but you will do great. What if the new pill doctor actually gets you better than the old one did???
I understand how you feel. Right in the middle of my 2nd pregnancy, my OBGYN up and left the practice without any warning. The office called me & told me, and I couldn’t talk to them. I just started bawling. I hung up crying. Cried for days.
I hope your new BPDR does you right. If he/she doesn’t, shop around. There are other good one out there.