Yesterday's Trip to the Doctor

I saw Dr. Bleeecccchhhh yesterday. He gave me a trial of Abilify. We'll see how that works. Unfortunately, he is even less pleasant than I remembered, and I do not want to continue to see him. I'll see him next week to check on how the Abilify is working, but as I leave the office, I am highly likely to file a complaint. Today, instead of considering my medical/psychiatric/family history, asking what is going on now, or even asking what medications I am taking or about any underlying physical problems I may have, he asked me what I went to the ER on Monday for, what I brought my husband with me for, and why I had rescheduled appointments with my therapist back in 2006-2007. I responded that if he was going to make me justify things I did over two years ago then I would need to see someone else as that wasn't the least bit helpful. I think he is probably the least compassionate, least professional, most horrible "doctor" I have ever seen in my entire life. I am more upset than anything else right now, and can't believe that further contact with that man could have even the least bit of beneficial impact in my world or my life.

Hopefully, I will be able to get to where I need to be in spite of him.

I saw more hope after Monday's trip to the ER than I do now. I am rather discouraged at present, but hopefully, that will change.

He did give me a new diagnosis, though:
Bipolar Disorder Type 2

Now what?