On the last day of the year, I headed over to the hospital again (for the billionth time) to see my Psychologist. Not a Psychiatrist, but a Psychologist. Got it?
Just talked back and forth…. la la la….
And what does the Psychologist tell me? “You should need a Psychiatrist.” Oh, great…. Psych here.. Psych there..
Psych-ee the Brain. Okay.
So, I guess I’ll be doing that stuff down the road… someday soon. I just have to “find” one and “pick” one? Just as long as this person that I am talking to can understand… whatever… my stuff… brain… mmmmm…?