U ri had come to my office to complain to me about his wife.
Officially he had come to hear about her diagnosis and the treatment that I had been offering her. But he already knew that his wife had panic attacks and that I had been treating her with Cognitive Behavioral Therapy because we’d already discussed it on the phone three times. Uri had come to complain.
“She’s a mess Dr. Freedman” he said shaking his head. “She’s a total mess.”
“I wouldn’t necessarily say that Uri. She’s already engaged in treatment and sometimes that’s the hardest part.”
