The Prozac stopped working early last year and the primary's prescriptions didn't work either (I have a lot of dead brain), so early this year she sent me to psych for a consult. Kaiser didn't have any appts so they referred me out to the Prince William Health Care System. The receptionist there gave me an appt with a psych who had originally been an internist and then went back to school to be a psych because I have so many medical problems.
I spent most of the first visit explaining medical stuff. The second visit, he recommended I start Cymbalta (which has worked, almost immediately I was more functional and now I'm back to waking up happy), but he also thought I should work an hour a day or so, to keep my brain busy.
I explained to him that any money I make has to go to the private disability company so there's no use wasting the effort. He said I could just not tell them about it and I said I put it on my taxes and they require me to sign the release so they get my tax forms. He said I could just get paid in cash and not put it on my tax forms. I told him, no, I couldn't cheat on my taxes (my friend Mark considers this a phobia). He also said I should join Mensa (I used words he didn't know), but I told him that there were just as many smart people in fandom and they were more fun.
He wanted me to start therapy because anybody as sick as I am needs therapy. I argued, but my primary backed him up, and so I've been twice. The therapist both times increased the wait for the next appt, she doesn't seem to think I need help, but she thinks we need to show an effort to the primary & psych, so there'll be a couple more visits, probably.
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I spent most of the first visit explaining medical stuff. The second visit, he recommended I start Cymbalta (which has worked, almost immediately I was more functional and now I'm back to waking up happy), but he also thought I should work an hour a day or so, to keep my brain busy.
I explained to him that any money I make has to go to the private disability company so there's no use wasting the effort. He said I could just not tell them about it and I said I put it on my taxes and they require me to sign the release so they get my tax forms. He said I could just get paid in cash and not put it on my tax forms. I told him, no, I couldn't cheat on my taxes (my friend Mark considers this a phobia). He also said I should join Mensa (I used words he didn't know), but I told him that there were just as many smart people in fandom and they were more fun.
He wanted me to start therapy because anybody as sick as I am needs therapy. I argued, but my primary backed him up, and so I've been twice. The therapist both times increased the wait for the next appt, she doesn't seem to think I need help, but she thinks we need to show an effort to the primary & psych, so there'll be a couple more visits, probably.