I can't handle this anymore...

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Registered: 06-15-2004
I can't handle this anymore...
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Fri, 11-12-2004 - 9:29am
Hi everyone,

I needed to come on here and let this out.

For those of you who read my post a couple of days ago, here’s sort of an update if you want to know what’s happened since then.

Yesterday afternoon my boyfriend left work early to give me a ride to the clinic my doctor gave me a referral to, so that I could talk to a psychologist. I swear it had to be 4:29 pm when I got up to the reception desk and started asking to make an appointment. The woman who was there told me I couldn’t do it, so I asked why not. She said that the woman who usually handled that, her shift ended at 4:30. I looked at the clock, not 4:30 yet, and asked what I was supposed to do. She told me to call tomorrow and make the appointment then. Not a big deal right? Here’s what happened before all this…

I called during the middle of last week and told the receptionist I had a referral from my doctor and wanted to make an appointment to talk to a psychologist. She told me to hold on, and that she would transfer me to another department. So, I waited, it started to ring and an answering machine picked up. So I basically said that same thing I did to the first receptionist but this time I also left my name and number. Next day, still no call back, so I decide to try again. I call the clinic, get the same receptionist as last time, wait to be transferred over and get the answering machine again. I leave the same message. On Monday I get a call back from the lady finally, only to find out she doesn’t handle that and to call the front desk and ask about it.

I decide, that’s enough, I don’t want to call back and go through that all over again. I want to go in and talk to someone face to face where they can’t transfer me to another line only to get an answering machine and wait for a response. Skip ahead to yesterday.

Anyways, by the time the lady was finished telling us to call tomorrow I took my referral from the woman and we left. I was probably only 20 feet out of the front door and only a few feet past the window where they would have been able to see me, and I start to break down. I just stopped walking and started to bawl my eyes out. My boyfriend had to come over and almost hold me up. Only good part was that he was shielding me from the cold wind.

He walked me over to the car and let me in, we sat there for few a minutes while letting me cry and get my frustration out. I just started bitching about all I had to go through before hand and the whole point of him leaving early just so that I could make the appointment. Also that the woman who should have been there was a pain in the ass and I was betting that the lady next to the woman I was talking to at the reception desk was probably the one I had talked to on the phone all those times, she was just to lazy to get off her ass and do her job. I went on about how when I was at my last job it wasn’t you get to go home at 4:30, it was once it turns 4:30 you get to pack up your post and then leave. I was really mean for saying all that I know, but I was also really mad.

Point being, I have to try and call again today. I just hope she doesn’t transfer me over before I can tell her that the previous woman she transferred me to, told me to talk to her instead about it.

Anyways, I want to thank everyone who responded to my previous post. It was very kind of you and I really appreciate it. Also a thank you to all you who are reading this now for letting me vent. It does help a bit. Any kind of advice to de-stress would also be greatly appreciated.

Have a great day everyone! Take care and take it easy.

Thanks again, Bamboo


 
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Registered: 03-25-2003
Fri, 11-12-2004 - 8:00pm

I've had that kind of day. Once an army doctor made me tell him my whole painful childhood history all the molestation and the rape and everything and then he said I can't help you here is a list of some people off post. I sat in my truck and thought how near death was. I went home and called the suicide hotline and got help. They referred me to a local therapist who happened to be on the army sanctioned list. It was the turning point in my life. I still have depression but the tools that therapist taught me still hold me up when things get bad like that. SO you keep fighting for you! This may be your turning point for the rest of your life. We will be here for you to vent.


Julie

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Registered: 10-12-2004
Fri, 11-12-2004 - 9:51pm
Hi Bamboo, I'm not familiar with the Quebec medical system but in Ontario most of the hospitals have a mental health clinic that you can contact or you can contact the CMHA for support - http://www.cmha-yr.on.ca/links.asp. They should be able to direct you to another clinic that is more helpful in your area. I'm glad your b/f is supportive and from what I've seen on this board, you will get a lot of help. Take care of yourself, Dee.