Well, I had the dreaded psych eval for my disability request today. I went prepared with a hugh tote bag filled with all of the meds I take in their "origonal bottles", all the paper work I had filled out and copies of paper work that I had filled out and send to them. My hair continues to fall out and I looked like I had just come in out of the rain or someone who is a good candidate for a complete makeover! First this gal asked me to count backwards from 100 minus 7's (100-7=93 etc,). Then she rattles off a series of up to 6 numbers which you repeat back to her. THEN she does the same giving you a series of 6 numbers to repeat BACKWARDS! Now I don't know about you, but if I'm not having a good day this was and unkind thing to ask of you! Anyway, she leaves and the doc comes in and is nice but you can tell he either doesn't want to throw in any conversations about the spring weather we were having or he just wants to get this crap over as quickly as I do. He asked the usual questions and when he got to the part about do I ever feel depressed, I had to think about it a few seconds before answering. I told him that for the first time in many years of many physical and personal hardships that I did think I was a bit depressed. Either that or it is the fact that they have changed 3 meds on me in the last 2 weeks and it has taken a tole on my body. The increase of the Neurontin to 2700 mg. a day has put 5 lbs. on me in the last week and is messing with my vision. It also makes me more tired than ever. I didn't tell him however that I'm just really, really, stinking mad! about what I can't say. No one has done anything to me,said anything to hurt my feelings, etc. but I am just big time ANGRY!
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There again, it could be the med changes. Whatever it is , I don't like it. He said I should know something in a week or so which means to me that I'll be turned down. He couldn't even figure out why they asked for me to have a psych eval. Anyway....just had to vent.