New notes

It has been a while since I posted.

My new counselor, Sandra, has a Ph.D. in organizational psychology. I used to think people who earned a doctorate were educated. But I think I was fooling myself. With Anasa I learned the hard way that education does not mean intelligence, or even open-mindedness. I have had several counseling sessions by phone with Sandra. Is she square! She is so afraid of breaking any rules that her fear is contagious. But besides that I was astounded that she has a pretty low vocabulary. She doesn’t grasp words like “bureaucrat,” “matriarch,” or “caricature.” I’m not trying to give her an I.Q. test, but I expect more of an educated person.

Last week I met with the administrator of the program. I had asked Sandra for permission to travel, thus giving me one month of take-homes. The nurse at the dosing window acted surprised at my request. As I was leaving the clinic, the administrator, Toni, called me into her office. I listened as she tried to give me her excuses for my request. Then she said to me “All we want is to help you.” I replied, “That is the biggest lie I have ever heard.” At first I was mad and I wanted to leave before I lost my temper. By the time I got to the car I saw the humor in the situation. The next day I told Sandra I was not mad at her for messing up my travel plans. I told her I had come to see Toni as a caricature.

This morning I was surprised when Toni told me she is allowing me to get a month’s worth of take-homes from now on. I asked her why. Was it because of my charming personality. She answered that no, I was kind of feisty but it didn’t bother her. The drama continues…