Monday, March 1, 2010

Freaking Out

So; way freaking out this morning.

The whole therapy deal is moving along. I've been two times to see Dr. M. She is okay. Last week she didn't have her notes and I wondered if she was confusing me with someone else a few times. Nothing major, she just asked a few questions by saying "you mentioned that you felt ***" and she would insert a word I didn't use. In fact at one point I couldn't even think of a synonym I could have used. The statement didn't fit. But, moving on, a married chick cannot go to therapy with out the therapist wanting to meet the husband.

So Scott and I have to go tonight. I am not looking forward to this, I can foresee it causing a lot of little fights in the future. Resentment is already rolling this way.
Nothing like a positive attitude, I know.

The doc's theory, in short, I am too happy during the day and when I go to sleep my body fully relaxes and all the stress catches up to me causing nightmares. She also feels I have some depression associated with past work and IVF. I tell you, IVF really screwed me up. That much I am sure of. Not just losing a life, the entire process; I cannot even see the exit sign on 495 for Walter Reed Medical without feeling like I got punched in the stomach. Just thinking of it makes me physically ill. Mentally it just drains me.

1 comment:

I hope life can only get better said...

Know what you mean....D had one therapist who was actually more interested in my issues I swear