I had three things that I wanted to happen yesterday.
- I wanted to be able to connect with him.
- I wanted him to agree to prescribe my medications.
- I wanted him to be willing to share information with my counselor.
All three of those things happened. He didn't even one time suggest that I see one of their counselors. That's the problem I've been running into when calling anyone more local to me... they wanted me to agree to give up Robin as a counselor and see one of their counselors. I didn't want to do that.
So now I have the best of both worlds: I get to continue seeing a counselor that I've built a relationship with AND I have a psychiatrist who will prescribe my medications. AND the two will communicate with each other when necessary.
This is my new psychiatrist. His name is Ashraf Ahmed. He's 50 years old, is married, has at least one child, and enjoys running. He thinks I'm a good person, based on what I shared with him yesterday. Made me smile. Not only that, he smiles when he talks to me. I just felt so comfortable with him.
We discussed my diagnosis of Bipolar II. He is the first person to describe the Manic part of Bipolar II in a way that hit home with me.
I think this is going to work out just fine.
Now I really ought to tell Robin what's been going on at work and that my Dad passed away recently. He really ought to be kept in the loop. But I've been feeling so good lately. It just doesn't make sense to make an appointment with my counselor when I'm doing so well. But I'll think about it.