I called Dr. M again. I left a message at her office at 6:30, and I didn't expect to hear back from her until tomorrow. The receptionist apparently could hear that I'd been crying and called Dr. M herself right away. Instead of being angry or disappointed or "I-told-you-so" like I feared she might, Dr. M called me from her car on her way to a meeting. What can I say, she's good people. We're going to talk on Monday, and hopefully I can get this OCD/anxiety monster licked.