Its so true. After yesterday. I no longer have the strength to prove to anyone I am disabled by this evil illness they call fibro anymore. I have done all I could and more just to get to have one moment of a normal life back. All I seem to be doing is proving all the time I am in pain, No I can not do this, no I can not do that, and so on and so on. I almost felt good enough to get out for the holidays until I was forst to go see a Doctor yesterday for SSD. My Doctor was not good enough I guess?? So I had to Waite 2 hours to be seen for less than 15 minutes and get treated by a stranger to judge me for a lousy $600.00 and something dollars that I used to make 2 times more of??? Who in there right mind wants to make less money and stand to lose everything they worked so hard for?? Worse yet beg for it. When they can go out and do better and keep what they have? Please!! No. I had to be felt, and several parts of my body had to be pressed and I was watched to see if I had the right actions or movements they say I should respond to. I guess?? So to believe I was a fibro sufferer . I rather take a lie detector test then feel what I do now because they needed there proof. What does this stranger think of me?? Does he believe me? Our is he like the first several Doctors I wasted time and money on.
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