Posted by Racer on June 15, 2004, at 15:41:03
The last time I saw Dr EyeCandy, we decided to try Prozac again, and it was a nightmare of agitation on top of misery and apathy, which led to suicide looking like a priority. The aftermath was falling into a pit of utter despair.
Now, I know that help exists. I really do know that. I do not have access to that help, though, so it may as well not exist.
Last week, I called and asked if my next appointment could be moved up, because I was in increasingly worse shape. An appointment was made for today. When I got there, the receptionist told me that the doctor had called to tell her that he wasn't going to see me today, and I should come back next month. I asked her why no one had bothered to call me? "The doctor just said that I should tell you that when you showed up."
This is what it feels like to starve to death, I think.
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