The first application WILL be denied. They are trying to discourage malingerers and "weed out those who don't really need it."
Because I work in Family Practice, I am very aware of this. Some people have to get a lawyer. The one person whom I have known who got it on the first try was the genius system manipulator I mentioned previously. He got it on the first try. He simply asked the judge if he thought anyone would hire him. The man was thirty nine at the time. More than three hundred pounds. Six foot three. Missing teeth. Garrulous. Rude. Uneducated. Profane.
Winning formula.
Another thing -- God, I hate going to court. I hate putting myself before a judge. The whole drama of the law unnerves me. The robes. The lawyers. I just have a problem dealing with the one act play. There is no truth in the law and that disturbs me.
The only correct answer is NO, never. If one indicates that they might be able to work at any time, the determinations agency figures that the applicant can work right now.
I have filled out these forms for patients many times. I always fill in the blank with NEVER. Otherwise, there is no point in filling out the form. The dude can work. Duh.
From there, it's essentially just a matter of having some medical records that show that the applicant has sought treatment for their condition in the past and describing the ways that the condition intereferes with their ability to work. Of course, if one has a solid work history stretching back years, they might have more trouble showing that they have suddenly gone loco. I had a crappy work history and a good amount of medical references, which probably helped.
I don't have any medical records. I work for doctors. I do not go to doctors. I have a good work record. I do not even have a record of when I had mono a few years back. I ordered my own blood tests. When I had something close to pneumonia several years ago, I gave myself a shot of Rocephin and it hurt like Hell. I have been my own doctor for years and years. I did go to a psychiatrist for depression several years ago because I wanted an objective opinion. I could not decide whether Effexor or Zoloft would be the better drug for me.
I had a hard time forcing myself to take Zoloft. The depression just got to the point that the horror of the drug was not worse than the horror of no drug. Still about twenty feet from the bottom. I cannot imagine the bottom.
Anyway, I do not have any medical records much. I went back to the psych dude once or twice but all he was doing was writing the drug. I had no need for that service. I can have all the Zoloft I want. I got a closet full of it.
But you are right. You have to have medical records so you can present them in court or to lawyers. I have a problem with that much exposure. I like my privacy.
If one doesn't attach ego gratification to work, it isn't really a serious impediment to thought. It doesn't sound like you are falling into the "work ethic" trap that makes employment a fetish for so many people.
Several years back, I got some gratification out of it. I don't now. It is the dole to me. It is not mind numbing. I suck blood and give shots and set up this test and that test and this appointment and that appointment and answer multiple questions. Because it is my job, I strive to give excellent service. It is my job to give excellent service. That is what I tell people when they thank me for it. It's my job. Eight hours a day.
Once every three years, and it's a pretty painless process. For about 30 minutes of "work" every three years, I'm getting around $20,000. For what amounts to $40,000 an hour, I'm willing to show up for a periodic psych evaluation.
I do not make a lot more money than you do. The only thing that seems better to me is that I always have the option of quitting. I also have a lot of privacy. I have no medical records. I have no court records.
I think it is amazing that you only have to see a psychiatrist every three years. You got a good deal, I reckon. I do not believe that the system would be that kind to me.
I am not capable of working not only because of my "issues," but also because of my deep philosophical conviction that employment is a mind-numbing scam (for me, anyway). If someone asks me if I felt capable of working, I can honestly say "no" on that basis alone.
Work is mind numbing if your mind is numb; if work bothers you; if you are working for more than "the dole." But, if that is the case, then, on welfare or not, you are an asshole. You are just out for what you can get -- in an nastily capitalistic way. Like the genius system manipulator I mentioned previously. He has no philosophical conviction. He just wants to live like a millionaire. He is getting there. Good for him. In ten years, he will probably be wealthy enough that he will not need disability.
I have philosophic conviction. I am also mentally and physically capable of working. I am mentally and physically capable of both work and thinking.
Do you engage in pure thought twenty four seven because your dole does not require eight hours of work each day? I rather doubt it. I do not mean that in a negative way but you must do some menial things.
There are some very worrisome aspects to it. For example, I don't relish the thought of being used as a medical guinea pig because I am poor and on Medicaid. One has to be willing to take certain risks to live on disability. You're right, it's not all roses and tea parties.
Medicaid patients in the US are often used as guinea pigs. My practice no longer takes Medicaid unless forced. Recently, I have forced the issue and allowed a couple of children into the practice. On Medicaid, it is very hard to get a dentist. Pain Management is also very difficult. Nearly all of our Medicaid patients are children. I cannot think of a single adult Medicaid patient in our practice. Medicaid patients are subject to just a few psychiatrists.
He must have worked a long time before filing for disability. In America, we have a strange system which punishes people who are disabled from an early age. If you have never worked much due to your disability, you can only collect SSI, which is a separate disability program for the poor. It pays a set amount of $572.00 per month to all recipients. However, if you didn't become disabled until later in life, your work earnings are counted up and you recieve a payment proportional to them. I know a guy pulling down $2000 a month on disability. I have to deal with the $572, though.
He was about thirty eight or thirty nine and had not worked for about five years before that. His wife worked cleaning houses. I have no idea how much he gets. In his case, that does not have a lot of bearing. The bulk of his income comes from his ten or twelve rental homes and his greenhouse business and his auctioneering.
My first husband got SSI when he was severely disabled with an acute onset of Systemic Lupus. He was only twenty-seven. He did force Vocational Rehab to pay for him to get his Masters in psychology. Quite a battle.
My second husband died when he was thirty eight. He was an immigrant and had not worked many years. His kids received just a little Social Security. Usually paid the water bill.
I must stop so I will post this and reply to the rest later.
My mind is numb.
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