:rof: I can just imagine those conversations!
Maybe they'll hold the apptmts over instagram or twitter! With a max of 140 charac per post, it must have been designed by a teen boy!!
I think I mentioned it on another thread but, my daughter had lots of anxiety with school, tests, etc. She finally asked to see a psychiatrist to learn how to deal with it and it truly was the best thing ever (wish I'd done it sooner)!! She only saw her for a short time but, whatever she said to her, helped tremendously.
But as for challenging patients :redface:... I had to see a child psychologist when I was quite young... and, boy, did that poor doctor have a challenge! I had juvenile osteoporosis at 5-7 years. Hard to diagnose (especially way back! :lol
and very rare so not on the radar at all. On top of it, my best friend had something wrong with his legs and couldn't walk... so easy to understand why doctors thought it was 'all in my head' when I said I couldn't walk. So, nothing on test results = send to a psychiatrist. By this point, I'd met with LOTS of doctors and was fine with all of them BUT I understood that they were sending me to his doctor only because they didn't believe me and I wasn't happy about that. :ymad: At that age, few people will really take you seriously (although, credit goes to my mom because she always insisted it 'wasn't just in my head').
So, in I go and throughout EVERY appointment I would ONLY speak Portuguese to him (even though we spoke fluent English at home, school, etc.)! :lol: My parents would watch through a two-way mirror and my mom said it was so frustrating because eventually I did begin to answer all his questions BUT only in Portuguese! :devil: I was mad that they didn't believe me and was determined to not make this easy for them! This poor doctor, I remember he brought out every toy imaginable to try to engage me and I think I do remember 'playing' with him but every response was in Portuguese. :ybatty: After a number of apptmts, his final report was that he didn't know what was physically wrong with me but that I knew exactly what I was doing so, in his opinion, it was NOT in my head.
Smart a-s that I was, I probably said "good-bye" in English!