Just got home from my neurologist. They think that on top of getting small fiber neuropathy, gastroparesis, and urinary retention starting in 2012, that conversion disorder is still a possibility to explain my other neurological symptoms. I should go out an buy a lottery ticket, to be lucky enough to have all this stuff start at once. The 7 therapists and psychologists I’ve seen since this started haven’t found any evidence of mental illness, but that doesn’t seem to matter. I wouldn’t care that much, except my disability insurance policy has a ‘mental and nervous disorder’ exclusion and can stop paying benefits if disability is caused or contributed to by a ‘mental or nervous disorder.’ They used this to cut off benefits at the end of April, and I have had no income since. Being sick is the easy part, it’s dealing with this bullshit that’s the worst. I could use some love right now.
Monthly Archives: September 2016
As I’ve mentioned before, I have sensitivity to light due to my autism and probably my traumatic brain injury. I’ve only learned about my light sensitivity recently, though looking back over my life I’m sure it’s been a longstanding problem. As it turns out, light sensitivity can be pretty common in neurodiverse folks and after brain injury. Light brightness can be a big problem, as can high contrast and certain wavelengths (colors). For me, my light sensitivity means I get sent into overload: my brain shuts down, I can’t think, and all I want to do is curl up in a ball in a dark room.
Why I’m Grateful For My Autism Diagnosis
I am a family practice physician, and I’ve known I’ve wanted to be a doctor since I was 4. I’m fairly intelligent, but I struggled in school and was never in the gifted program. Growing up, people would say to me, “You’re smart, why can’t you just ____.” I felt the same way, and had a low self-esteem and was hard on myself. I never felt like I fit in. I always wanted to, but I could never figure out what I was supposed to do.