Chit-chat November airing tomorrow, which will be my last post of this year. Until then, I thought I’d air this chit-chat post.
My GP appointment and mum
I seen my GP as agreeded a fortnight after I last seen her. We chatted about how I am, anything regarding my mum, which she asked if there was a social worker that could deal with mum’s bungalow and her financial affairs? I said I doubt it, but could query this. So this led on to an email last weekend to say I wasn’t going to mum’s bungalow anymore, or checking her mail, with how I am and cutting ties with my mum for the time being. Adding that although I don’t plan to see her until she takes responsibility for her own health and accept help from health professionals responsible for her care, that I don’t mind receiving updates on mum’s care, or if any time they need to ask me anything.
I know I can handle this part, with doing this part before on my temporary break. I queried the Social Worker thing, that my doctor asked me and I heard about that today. They are going to get a Social Worker sorted for my mum, adding that they have made sure that they know I can only be contacted by email and was hoping this was fine in giving my email address to them, as they may want to get some information from me. I said that was fine, in an email back and I would help in what way I can.
I will see my GP again, in just under a fortnights time, which by then, I will be able to tell her about my counselling and fiill her in about how a Social Worker will be assigned.
I then raised my thoughts of cutting ties, here, on my blog last Saturday, as you know.
My counselling started yesterday. The counselling is based at the counsellors house, in a small building on her property, seperate from her house. I was concerned knocking too early, because I didn’t want to clash with any other possible client. But that’s not the case, as she leaves a half hour window between appointments to avoid this.
So after paperwork was out the way and checking to see if I knew how many counselling sessions are paid for via the workplace, via EAP (employment assist programme.) Which turned out it’s 4, not 6 sessions. So I was told wrong originally by EAP. I tried to find that email to show who mentioned that, but strangely, all those emails are gone and just my replies remain. But I can get an extension, so I will allow that when the time comes, before I start paying my own.
When we got that out of the way, the counsellor told me a bit about herself, which I already knew, but didn’t say, when I looked up the counsellor myself, after knowing where my counselling would be. Then it was me to start talking in my own time, to talk about what has brought me to counselling.
My counselling I have chosen to have fortnightly, because if I feel I still need them when the time comes to me paying, fortnightly is all I am going to be able to afford. But my counsellor will text me next week, just to check in on me, to be sure I am ok.
If at anytime I need to contact her, I am to do so and if I feel I need an appointment sooner than the one I have booked, she would try and get me in sooner.
This was my safety plan because of how I am and how I have been, to ensure I am safe. I was encouraged by her, to not hesitate, should I need to text her.
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