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[Guest guest]

HI,

 

I just received my my approval for disab. To be honest it isnt really a happy

time because i want to be normal and have a job.

 I origianily applied in 2008, after so many job failures from my learning

disibility but i went to work even though i felt really lousy and always couldnt

wait to go home each day. Im only happy because finincally ive been in a mess.

I applied a second time this last august and it is the one that was approved. i

think they delay so they wouldnt have to use my work hours. i am still going to

persue that claim as it is a civil case i did on my own without lawyers and i

was told i can still keep persuing it.

i may as well becasue they were very unfair regarding it.

 

persitence is the key but very tireing.

 

I want to mention something else to see if anyone feels the same thoughts. It is

my opinion that drs play a little with manuovering tests results to satisfy

insurance and bonus payments, what do you think?

thanks,

joyce ca

[Guest guest]

Hi Joyce~ Congrats on your approval. I think that is just another way that we

feel " justified " in our illness, that we are believed and that is a good

feeling. But I do understand the bittersweet feeling your having. To be labeled

" disabled " is not the greatest and surely it would be so much better if we were

able to have the lives we once had. But acceptance is a must. Try to find good

in this road your on. For me, being a single mom for many years and working all

the time, I just didn't have the time for my family I would have liked. Now I

have all the time I need. We lay on my bed resting, spending time just talking.

Something I was just too busy to do before, so I have found my positive.

As far as the approval process, I was so very fortunate. I was approved in just

7 months on the 1st try!! Why? I don't know, because I see others in a fighting

battle that we really don't have the energy for.

Remember, you worked for your right for disability. Enjoy it!!

[Guest guest]

I completely understand what you mean. I have struggled emotionally with the

decision to file even though others have urged me to. I was a single mother with

2 kids for many years and never asked for any assistance. Though times were

rough and I never could afford anything for myself and often went without eating

to feed my children. I always knew I would get through. Now I have a very loving

husband who works very hard so I could just work part time so I can be there for

my children after school. But after 2 surgeries this year I continue to decline.

I have 3 new diagnosis and we have exhausted all our savings and maxed out most

of our credit cards. Since my last surgery the most I've been able to work in a

week has been 10 hrs and that is with taking pain meds every 2-3 hrs for just a

4 hour shift and then all I can do when I get home is rest. This is no way to

live. I have an appt next week to file for disability. They have told me I can

continue to try to work as long as I don't make over $1000 a month it won't

count against me. I know getting approved can be a long and lengthy battle. I

don't know how long I'll be able to continue to work the few hours I am. My

neurologist said from his medical stand point he sees no reason why I should be

denied and will support me 100%. I've started to collect my medical records and

at least my two specialist have made my conditions and how much I suffer very

clear. Waiting to see what those who told me " it's just stress " have put in

their notes all these years.

I still haven't told many family members but I hope they can be understanding

and supportive. For the longest time I felt if I filed that I would just be

giving up or taking the easy way out and worried what others would say. I even

questioned if I was mentally causing symptoms. I can honestly say that at this

point that all the things I deal with are very real, I have pushed myself day

after day and my body can no longer handle any of it.

I wish you the best

Debbie

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