FINALLY!

Sorry I haven't blogged lately, but I have been in a bit of a funk. There is a lot going on right now with my personal life and I have just been having a pity party. The bright side came today when I saw the new psychiatrist. As you know, worker's comp made me switch Dr's after almost 8 months of seeing the one they chose for me. I was a bit apprehensive today, wondering if this was going to be a big waste of time, and if he would "get" me and my tinnitus.
The office itself was beautiful and very welcoming. The receptionist was very nice and offered me soda, water etc. Finally, I was greeted by Dr P, who was very warm, and just seemed like a nice guy. My guard was still up some as we sat down to talk. Of course talking about the accident and my tinnitus involves tears and sobbing, but he was patient. We discussed a lot of things, and he informed me that he was a bit surprised at what workman's comp did with the handeling of switching doctors. He let me know that he does not work for the insurance company, and had no obligations to them only to me.
As we discussed the accident, he was very empathetic, and very thorough on what tests were done on me, what doctors I have seen, and just listened to me and I felt like he "understood" my depression and frustrations.
Then he let's me know that 5 years ago his daughter's boyfriend, the love of her life was struck by lightening and killed on a beach. I know, how AWFUL, BUT the positive was that I finally found someone who understood first hand what lightening can do. Granted it didn't kill ME, but it did kill a part of me, it took parts of my life away. He wasn't telling me to get over it or suck it up, he was saying let's try to figure out how to help you, and if there is something out there that hasn't been tried yet. I swear I wanted to hug that man!
It's hard to explain, but most of the time I feel like the doctors are just going through the motion of seeing me, with no expectation of doing more then that. While I know Dr P is not going to cure me, I feel like he is the most able to kind of understand me, and seems willing to help me search for answers, treatments, or at the very least coping skills.
I am emotionally drained, but hopeful, and looking forward to seeing him again on the 21st.