"Rachael loved this song because it was inspired by her rescue Tabby Cat, “Minxamena” (aka The Girlene)."
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Rachael and the Doctors
Rachael had suffered from anxiety and depression for years due to her history and
knew she needed help and was prepared to do the work, this issue was finding someone who could help.
Upon recommendation, we booked an appointment with a Doctor IK. We attended doctor's rooms
together where Rachael told him her history and the problems she was having. I don’t recall much of what he said other than he didn’t want us on the computer doing our own investigations,.....that is why we were engaging a professional. He then
prescribed an anti-depressant to help with Rachael's depression and that was the end of our first visit.
Rachael had been seeing Doctor IK for about six months when she received a letter from
him terminating his services "forthwith". The reason given was that Rachael had missed two appointments that he could have used in treating other patients. Rachael had missed the aforementioned appointments but had rang the practice beforehand with a
valid reason and had paid the cancellation fee the same day.
Rachael had been a respectful and compliant patient and regular in her attendance, while the very nature of mental health issues is with
fraught with instability. The whole thing was just ridiculous, nonsensical while the hypocrisy was staggering, as he had terminated services breaching his duty of care obligations that triggered her feelings of self-loathing. “I liked Doctor IK, now
even he has rejected me”.
"It was not the first time Rachael had had a bad experience with psychiatrists. To be in need of help only to find yourself worse off months later is demoralising,
as you are literally fighting for your life. In all the time we attended Doctor IK's practice he gave no indication of his assessment or of any strategy he was following."
Next was Doctor GW. We attended his rooms in Richmond where again Rachael went over her history and concerns. Doctor asked her questions mainly about to do with anxiety and switched anti-depressants. Rachael
informed the Doctor that she had previously been prescribed that anti-depressant without benefit, and so another medication was added as an adjunct.
Rachael continued to see Doctor GW for about five
months. At the last two visits, Doctor GW insisted that he could see an improvement in Rachael that neither of us did, and Rachael was descending into a state of hopelessness and deep depression as a result. We couldn't understand why he was saying this because
he kept things close to his chest and volunteered no information.
At Rachael's next appointment she was just about in tears when told him how she was feeling, yet he continued to insist that could
see improvement and that she should be patient. Rachael said patience wasn’t an issue; the issue was being told she was improving when she feeling worse.
It had got to the point where I had
to speak up. "I don't understand what is happening here. Rachael says she is feeling depressed and hopeless and she is more depressed and hopeless than I have ever seen her and yet you insist otherwise. So, either there is a condition where getting worse is
a sign of getting better or Rachael and I are too stupid to know the difference? You never tell us anything, so which is it?
It was then that Doctor GW seems to have had a sudden epiphany,
and could now see there was a problem, and I knew it was going to me, and of course, it was. I was an enabler, who was somehow undermining his treatment, he didn't really elaborate. He didn’t say much of anything else really, he begrudging prescribed
another anti-depressant, whereupon Rachael and I left his surgery drained and bewildered.