I received the decision for my second shot at disability benefits and it was not a shock to get yet another denial. The only opinion whether I get disability or not depended solely on the opinion of these two well over retirement aged doctors they sent me to see both of which were horrific. Some of you may have read my discussion on how inappropriate, degrading and insensitive the medical doctor was. Even though I made a report on him...their review of him was a slap on the wrist, but that he was totally in his rights to examine me below my waist as it was an oversight that I was not told that this exam was not limited to just Fibro. How convenient after the fact to cover their asses! The other opinion was from the psychiatrist who just through me over the edge when he asked if I had a boyfriend, why I don't have one, why my relationships with men don't work/last...now you tell me what does this have to do with Fibro? At the end of this appointment this doctor had already told me what the decision would be and that was I would not receive benefits. This whole process has been a nightmare and i just don't think I have it in me to go another round to the next step of appeal. I am not deemed disabled because they do not consider this illness long term and basically it is psychological and caused by my addiction to pain medication (narcotics). Their opinions were that I need is to stop taking these medications and my pain will go away. The other doctor says I need to reactivate whatever that means and that yes I am depressed and unable to work right now, but with this reactivation and an adjustment to lessen the pain medication that my pain will go away and thus able to work. In conclusion my symptoms are temporary and I am deemed fit to work full time. They tell me to try to apply again when I am 60 as the process is less strict and more likely to be able to receive benefits. Of course they say I can appeal if I don't agree. Hell no I don't agree, but it is more depressing to go through this and the thought of it again I just don't have it in me. Yup, they wore me down...and that is what they want. They are a hazzard to my health and create me more pain! I have an appointment with my own doctor in a few weeks and I will be anxious to hear his opinion of their decision and the way they spoke about my addiction. My pain came before the meds so go figure that one. Furthermore, I have on my own lessened my dosage, but I did not tell them that. Like any med, you can not stop just like that and have to be weaned off of them and I do try to see how long I can go until the pain becomes unbearable...but honestly, I am not going back to the debilitating pain I lived for 7 months prior to my diagnosis. You know that suicidal pain? I'm sure some of you know what I mean. So until this world starts to recognize Fibromyalgia as a legitimate disease, we will have to continue to subject ourselves to our ignorant government's and medical system. I'm sure in their eyes my doctor is looked down upon for prescribing me narcotics to ease my pain, but I call him a saint and he gave me a bit of a life back. What to choose live in pain or to be labeled having an addition? I think if they lived the pain we are in they would find that an easy choice.
I welcome comments and opinions on this and/or any of your experiences with this subject.
Thank you for taking the time to listen to my story.