Posted by Pfinstegg on November 1, 2003, at 15:19:16
In reply to Re: Perfect Therapy Patient Club » karen_kay, posted by Poet on November 1, 2003, at 11:16:24
This thread is so much fun! Let's see.. I usually arrive about four minutes before my session , and become a traffic maniac if I get held up. He is always exactly on time, starting and stopping, and once apologized for being two minutes late. In the beginning, I didn't care how I looked, and wore blue jeans, sneakers and messy hair. Now, I do care, and usually wear a jacket, necklace, pants and good shoes. I use the couch more now, and sometimes really thrash about, so I no longer wear skirts. Keeping them *down* is definitely one thing too many. He has very poor taste in clothes, sometimes wearing things like a green jacket, blue pants and a loud flowered tie. So far, I have been able to keep this topic out of my stream of consciousness during the sessions, although I probably won't be able to any longer now that I've brought it up here! The office is awful, too- bad colors and boring paintings. The chairs and the couch are black leather, although there is a little flowered pillow on the couch which has a sort of disposable paper towel on it. There is an irritating space heater clicking on and off during the winter, as one side of the office is glass and it gets cold. There is one nice thing- a balcony outside overlooking a park and containing three bird-feeders which are in constant use.
I looked him up on the net and there were hundreds of entries- graduation pictures, class notes from Princeton, articles and book reviews he had written. So far, I've resisted the urge to drive by his house, although the temptation is strong. As to the car- I'm looking!
I, personally, am very jealous of any other patient I catch sight of, and tend to feel that he likes them more. He shares a waiting room with three other analysts, and there are often several people in there- I can't tell who goes to who. However, he is very warm and empathic to me, so I can't help but feel that he likes me as well. And, too, a deepening bond is developing through the work we are doing together- that feels real, and means an awful lot.
I'm usually in a daze aferwards, and don't think about food for a few hours. He has a parking space for his patients in the garage of his building. I often bring our dog in the car; she'll sleep quietly while I'm upstairs seeing him; then I often take her to a nearby park where there is a one-mile walk along a stream. She gets to swim- she's a spaniel- and I get to try and clear my head and think a few clear thoughts. It never works!
Pfinstegg
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