So today was like any other rushed and cram packed Thursday, drop the kids off, go to class, leave class early to go to the VA. Get told that its Official I have IBS. and then I Go off on a doctor... Then I take my emotionally seething self up to the 5th floor to the OIF clinic to make an appt and to see a therapist.
Then I spend the first 10 mins just crying, (*ok and i used her good kleenex) before I unloaded on her. On the good side, I feel SOO much better. Things now seem manageable again and the guilt I carried from last night is gone.
Though its kinda funny to speak to a LCSW, when you are going to school to be a social worker and ultimately a LCSW... we did laugh about how i knew what she was going to say and what techniques she was using. But how having some nonbised 3rd party Helps so much.
Anyway, I guess ontop of everything else i need to file for my compensation..
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