has to do with a process called cellular regression. It’s either this or I find some other way to manage a turnaround. I was hesitant to bring it up for two reasons. I didn’t want you to think I was looking for some unhealthy escape or that I don’t value our sessions.”
“Charley, you’re not going to be committed to an asylum because you express your thoughts openly. You’re right, you are not a child and I shouldn’t have to try tactics to make you talk. As for valuing our meetings, if you cannot speak to me, you need to ask yourself why you are here at all. To push the point I just have to say, mental illness or instability is not usually diagnosed as a result of a few comments.”
While Charley had put aside her initial insecurities, those imaginary instances of self-consciousness still popped up. I watch too many movies.
“Point taken. Then, here goes. A few months ago, one of the writers submitted a cursory piece on Renovation. Plastic surgery is not something that would ever cross my mind, but I need to keep abreast of what’s going on in my field so I did a bit of research myself. Apart from a vague, downloadable, pamphlet, the website was a bunch of images of beautiful people and very little content. The weird thing is, I kept thinking about it. Just recently, I asked Michael to look it over.
“At this point I don’t know if it’s wishful thinking on my part. There is a phone number on the pamphlet, but I didn’t see a point in calling just to find out it was some GM scheme. I have a copy,” Charley said reaching in her bag.
“That’s alright. I am familiar with the concept. In fact, the literature I have is probably more thorough than your pamphlet or any other information you’ve found on the web. I will send it to you,” he said adroitly swiping and tapping at his device. “With this said, let me first clear something up. We’ve been meeting for some time now and everything we’ve discussed, while being unique to you, is quite natural. I would not say you are helpless or depressed, but rather made yourself believe you are.”
She wanted to express her relief, but she’d been waiting for this and so didn’t want to interrupt his diagnosis prematurely.
“I would classify you as generally rational, but you also have a tendency to over-complicate ideas to your own detriment. Perhaps, complacent and self-doubting would better describe your mental state. However, these qualities alone would not disqualify you as a candidate for cellular regression. I mention this because a psychiatric evaluation is required beforehand should you decide to move forward.”
“I can’t tell you what this all means to me. From the moment I walked into your office I’ve been afraid of hearing something along the lines of, ‘Charley you have a bad case of yergoincrasia ’. Even if the CR isn’t the right course for me, for the moment I feel saner knowing I’m sane.”
“Yes, I could have told you from our first meeting, if those words were the only ones you needed to hear. I think we’ve covered much more territory than you realize and I would like for us to continue working towards solutions for the issues I noted.”
She basked in the glory of his words for a moment before replying, “I did not know about the eval, it must be a pretty serious procedure.”
“It is and I want you to recognize, you are considering a choice and getting ready to make it, one way or another. So, why don’t you review the document I sent, and we can go over the process and limitations one by one or answer any questions you have? At least you will be better armed to make the choice.”
“This sounds like a good plan,” she said, sensing the end of her time with him today. Gathering her belongings, she remembered suddenly, “Before I forget, what do you write about at the beginning of our meetings? Is it my appearance, my mood, or what? Are you finishing up thoughts about a previous patient?”
“Yes and
“Charley, you’re not going to be committed to an asylum because you express your thoughts openly. You’re right, you are not a child and I shouldn’t have to try tactics to make you talk. As for valuing our meetings, if you cannot speak to me, you need to ask yourself why you are here at all. To push the point I just have to say, mental illness or instability is not usually diagnosed as a result of a few comments.”
While Charley had put aside her initial insecurities, those imaginary instances of self-consciousness still popped up. I watch too many movies.
“Point taken. Then, here goes. A few months ago, one of the writers submitted a cursory piece on Renovation. Plastic surgery is not something that would ever cross my mind, but I need to keep abreast of what’s going on in my field so I did a bit of research myself. Apart from a vague, downloadable, pamphlet, the website was a bunch of images of beautiful people and very little content. The weird thing is, I kept thinking about it. Just recently, I asked Michael to look it over.
“At this point I don’t know if it’s wishful thinking on my part. There is a phone number on the pamphlet, but I didn’t see a point in calling just to find out it was some GM scheme. I have a copy,” Charley said reaching in her bag.
“That’s alright. I am familiar with the concept. In fact, the literature I have is probably more thorough than your pamphlet or any other information you’ve found on the web. I will send it to you,” he said adroitly swiping and tapping at his device. “With this said, let me first clear something up. We’ve been meeting for some time now and everything we’ve discussed, while being unique to you, is quite natural. I would not say you are helpless or depressed, but rather made yourself believe you are.”
She wanted to express her relief, but she’d been waiting for this and so didn’t want to interrupt his diagnosis prematurely.
“I would classify you as generally rational, but you also have a tendency to over-complicate ideas to your own detriment. Perhaps, complacent and self-doubting would better describe your mental state. However, these qualities alone would not disqualify you as a candidate for cellular regression. I mention this because a psychiatric evaluation is required beforehand should you decide to move forward.”
“I can’t tell you what this all means to me. From the moment I walked into your office I’ve been afraid of hearing something along the lines of, ‘Charley you have a bad case of yergoincrasia ’. Even if the CR isn’t the right course for me, for the moment I feel saner knowing I’m sane.”
“Yes, I could have told you from our first meeting, if those words were the only ones you needed to hear. I think we’ve covered much more territory than you realize and I would like for us to continue working towards solutions for the issues I noted.”
She basked in the glory of his words for a moment before replying, “I did not know about the eval, it must be a pretty serious procedure.”
“It is and I want you to recognize, you are considering a choice and getting ready to make it, one way or another. So, why don’t you review the document I sent, and we can go over the process and limitations one by one or answer any questions you have? At least you will be better armed to make the choice.”
“This sounds like a good plan,” she said, sensing the end of her time with him today. Gathering her belongings, she remembered suddenly, “Before I forget, what do you write about at the beginning of our meetings? Is it my appearance, my mood, or what? Are you finishing up thoughts about a previous patient?”
“Yes and
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