A New Waiting Room

I am writing this post as I sit in a very uncomfortable chair, in the waiting room of an adolescent psychiatrist. This is our first time at his office. My husband and I just spent an hour with him. My son is in with him now. The answers and help we are looking for may finally be within our grasp. 


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  1. […] is not something I have talked or written about very much. The path that finally led us to the our son’s psychiatrist and that first dose of medication  377 days ago, was long and twisted. Some parenting decisions […]

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