is it just me? so far, we have a psychiatrist, a neuropsychologist, a therapist and a school therapist. and i swear as i'm sitting here, one is more out there than the next. i'm paying a small fortune to be told some of the wackiest things and to try expensive out of pocket, UNscientific-proven things. and no meeting of the minds on diagnosis's, to add insult to injury. and still no interpretation of test results to help pinpoint the diagnosis?? (so far, the test scores we DO have are *not* supporting certain things, and yet we are clearly missing something) biofeedback? (no offense to those whom it works for--but its not covered by any insurance for a reason) sand tray therapy? (but we dont interpret it???????) art therapy??? (which sounds great, but is really just my kid drawing on her own, with no direction OR interpretation) and, after not one, but TWO out of pocket intakes, 4 individual sessions, we have yet to make it to the social skills group, which is our whole purpose for this particular therapist....but hey, guess what? *I* now have two handy dandy diagnosis's for myself....of which i was not in search of, nor do i plan to treat with other uncovered insurance tdocs and experimental therapies. and each of these lovely sessions has taken three hours/each out of my life, since there is no "expert" in my area. start.low.go.slow psychiatrist who doesnt like to "throw medications at a problem" thinking severe anxiety and adhd will be fixed with a BIP alone (which, according to my school paperwork we have, and yet i've never seen it, never participated in a meeting for it, have no idea when it was theoretically done, (yesterday? 5 years ago??) have no idea what it says, and will bet the farm its never been followed by anyone....of course, if there *is* one, its probably for the best that its not being followed) oh, and my newest favorite: the dsm-iv is wrong. (my neurologist 'bout fell over at that gem) and this crew was the best of the bunch. honestly, is it just me?? cause i'm about to find a new psychiatrist if i cant light a fire under the current one and drop the rest of them, for good. all i've accomplished is having an even *more* miserable kid, who now is convinced she has 465,387 things wrong with her. and i pay for the privilige--she was better of before most of this. and quite frankly, so was i.