I am very upset, so in order to move beyond it, I have to blow it. I got word from my attorney that I needed to get a physican’s form filled out for my pseudo seizures. Ummm….hello! The seizures are from my other problems. But the judge wasn’t interested in that. So I had an appointment this morning with my primary care doctor & was informed that if I wanted him to fill the form out I had to agree to go see a psychiatrist. WTF! Now, I am not saying that psychiatrists are wrong or anything, but I have only known of one psychiatrist that didn’t play mind games. I don’t want to play mind games with a shrink, but I have no other choice. So doctor is setting that up. Don’t know who, when, or where I will be going. I guess I will just consider it a part of expanding my mind. Oh, I will try, but I don’t talk to strangers. No amount of talking is going to cure me. But Dad did a 180 & agreed with the doctor about the psychiatrist. Love that about him. *being snarky* Also put me on a new med for my anxiety & panic attacks. This one is supposed to help me sleep. I am getting the feeling that everyone thinks I am lying about my problems.
I have forty days to file this appeal. In this time I am supposed to get the doctor to fill it out, find a psychiatrist (that I am comfortable with), & get used to a new medication. Have I mentioned that I don’t like psychiatrists? I hate being forced to do something I don’t want to do.
I just can’t do this anymore. I can’t work, but the doctor, lawyer, & judge all seem to think I can. If I don’t get the disability now, then I have to get a job for at least seven years in order to get more “quarters”. What the hell am I supposed to do when Dad dies? I can’t support myself & I am not about to ask my mother’s family to support me.
I just don’t know what to do.