Had my second session with a potential therapist tonight.
Joe Bauserman was my first and best therapist — local when we lived there, and by phone when I was going through PPD. I always thought I’d be able to “see” him by phone again if I ever needed to. He’s gone, now, though; melanoma, early this year.
So one of my projects for this year was to try to find someone new — so that next time a crisis hits, I won’t have to scramble around looking for someone I can work with, having to start all over with the whole history and background and getting to know one another and all.
I researched online, made a list of potential folks in the region and some who offered phone sessions, and started sending emails and making phone calls. Eventually landed an appointment at this office, a month ago. This lady is old enough to remember ice delivery, is a psychologist (from past experience I am skeptical of social workers and pastoral counselors, at least for me), and works in a Christian office. The first appointment was basic background questions from her, interview questions from me, and me realizing (duh) that just interview questions and answers would not tell me all I need to know. I’m going to have to actually work through some stuff with her before I can know if we’ll work well together or not.
So I made another appointment — tonight, a month later.
She listens well. She is open to clarification — I mean, when she suggests an interpretation, it’s not set in stone, and she doesn’t get huffy if I challenge or try to clarify. She takes notes. She has good ideas. She isn’t too hasty.
By the end of the session, I had that good kind of shaky feeling — the intensity was just about right for a productive, fruitful session.
So tonight I made another appointment, for next month.
I need to find out how much, if anything, our insurance will cover, but if it’s financially feasible, I could see a monthly session potentially being quite fruitful for a while.