I took my wife to see her psychiatrist and therapist today and I hope I don’t come off as a jerk for saying this, but I’m exhausted.
Our day started pretty darn early with a trip to my son’s school in order to sign a permission slip for him to get free school uniforms on Wednesday. Then we went to Bayless healthcare so that my wife could see her psychiatrist in order to get diagnosed and medication. Then we had a quick lunch a Culvers, went to Walgreens where we had issues with her prescriptions and right back over to Bayless for her therapy session.
Those of you who know me know that I hate doctors offices. It doesn’t matter if I’m the one being seen not they are a place of heightened anxiety for me. While waiting this afternoon I simply caught a glimpse of my therapist and immediately started having a panic attack. My whole body felt heavy, it was hard to breathe, everything started turning red and I felt like I was going to pass out. This is definitely something I need to work on because it’s extremely unsafe to pass out in public.
I’m proud of my wife for going to the doctor and getting diagnosed. It takes a very brave person to admit that something’s wrong and actively seek out a solution for their issues. Hopefully, in a few weeks the medication will start to work and she will be a noticeably happier person like the woman I married. I think therapy may help her learn some coping mechanisms to deal with her social anxiety but for now I just want to see her smile again.