Jennie began treatment with Guy. But after the first session or two, she told him she thought he was too young to understand her problems. When a conflict arose in therapy, Guy and Hal adopted the practice of sharing a patient, or, in a case like Jennie’s, taking over a case for the remainder of the treatment plan. By her third session, Jennie was seeing Hal and was thrilled with the change.
Small of frame and a conservative dresser that hid whatever figure she possessed, Jennie was never late for appointments. Today, true to form, she arrived on time, and without preamble, walked over to a Queen Anne chair in the corner, and dragged it across the room. “I like this one, remember?”
Hal grabbed his tape recorder and came out from behind his desk to greet her. He sat in the chair she’d pushed aside, the one reserved for patients. “How are the new meds working?”