… the wonderful doctor at thecentreformentalhealth! 🎶 Kinda rolls off the tongue, hey?
It has been a good stretch of time since we went to see Rowan’s psychiatrist in person. Today was the day, before school got into full swing.
Yes, I have Rowan’s permission to share that he sees a psychiatrist. He is NOT embarrassed.
We got the hospital, where I parked a little ways away so we could walk through the hospital, which he likes. We waited a while, because the doctor ran a little late, but it was ok. We always get a little silly in the waiting room
Rowan’s doctor here has a really nice way of taking our concerns seriously and really validating how he is feeling without making any of it seem scary or urgent. If Rowan answers a question, his doctor will sometimes look at me for whatever subtle expression I might offer if I feel differently, but we have a nice way of communicating that way where it doesn’t have to make Rowan feel questioned.
Going into the school year, we are tweaking some meds just a little to give him the best chance for success, and we all feel optimistic about it. He explained certain options and changes to us, and we laughed at his poor artwork, his way of putting his resident on the spot if he didn’t know the answer himself, and even teased him about his own ADHD symptoms. It was very comfortable but felt very professional. I liked it a lot, as did Rowan.
We left, grabbed some A&W on the way, and home we went. It was nice to be out just the two of us. Those occasions are rare.
I’m very grateful for this doctor we’ve been connected to. He really cares about Rowan doing well in his life, and he cares about my position not wanting to drug my kid to high heaven if we don’t need to. We have a great balance, and for that, I am incredibly thankful for. For that, I praise the Lord.