08-20-2007, 09:24 PM
I had my psychological evaluation exam today. I think I blew it. Before an individual can get vocational rehabilitaion in the state of texas through the Department of Rehabilitation Services they must have a psychological evaluation. So here is how the day goes.
I arrived at 8:30 and the test begins, 390 questions. No big deal. I ring the little bell and the young lady comes to retrieve my test. when she enters the room she sees me streching out my back and says " You have a bad back " I replied " yes and a bad leg " see says " ok ". she sets down two more tests and tells me what to do. I finished the second test and started the third. It was a thiry question test based on what was missing or the next sequence of events. The answeres were numbered 1 - 5. After the #5 where the letters DK. About half way throug the test the pain was gatting to much for me. So from #16 - 30 I answered DK. I rang the bell and she returned to get the test and asked if I knew what DK meant. I replied " don't care" she responeded with " It means don't know " , I replied " No you don't understand, I don't care".
Well she put down two more test. I finished the first and got to the second. The heading stated finish the senteces based on your fellings. At this point and time the only thing that is keeping going is my military training. You know, never quit, never run, stand tall, over come, ect. ect.... So I read the questions. All of them. I can not believe I am there reading that stuff. Well I answere a few. One question started with I wish. I finished it by writing, someone could fix my back and leg. The other started with, my mind.I finished it with, is lost due to pain and these tests. I rang the bell and told the young ladie I was done , I didn't finish the second one and I was leaving. She responded with " there is only one left and it is spelling. you will be wearing head phones and all you have to do is speel the words.". My thought process was to complete the mission. I said "ok"
If anyone reading this has had fusion L5-S1 and nerve damage to the S1 nerve. You will see I made a grave mistake. I put the head phones on and stood up while listing to the words that I was to write. I had to bend down, so I could spell the word on the desk. I did that 45 times. The purpose of staning was to remove the pain in the back, but the bending counter acted that. not to mention I was standing bearing weight only on my good leg. After the test I rang the bell and a different girl came to retrieve the test.
When she came into the room I was streched out as far as I could in the chair with my eyes closed. She retrieved the test and as she was walking out she stated " you are waiting to see the therapist ". The way she said it was as if she was asking a question. I have heard the tone for years from people that worked under me. I replied " I guess so, she responded with " I am Telling you ". At that point I had one of three choices to make. 1) sit there in pain and wait, 2) get up and slap the crap out of her and deal with the pain, or 3) get up go home and deal with the pain. Well I got up and left. It took about 4 hours and a double dose of the pain killers for me to feel some relief.
The story I just told is true and factuall. I am now asking myself why I typed it? Well I guess it is mearly to tell the story of an injured worker that is trying to succeed.
Take care all.
I arrived at 8:30 and the test begins, 390 questions. No big deal. I ring the little bell and the young lady comes to retrieve my test. when she enters the room she sees me streching out my back and says " You have a bad back " I replied " yes and a bad leg " see says " ok ". she sets down two more tests and tells me what to do. I finished the second test and started the third. It was a thiry question test based on what was missing or the next sequence of events. The answeres were numbered 1 - 5. After the #5 where the letters DK. About half way throug the test the pain was gatting to much for me. So from #16 - 30 I answered DK. I rang the bell and she returned to get the test and asked if I knew what DK meant. I replied " don't care" she responeded with " It means don't know " , I replied " No you don't understand, I don't care".
Well she put down two more test. I finished the first and got to the second. The heading stated finish the senteces based on your fellings. At this point and time the only thing that is keeping going is my military training. You know, never quit, never run, stand tall, over come, ect. ect.... So I read the questions. All of them. I can not believe I am there reading that stuff. Well I answere a few. One question started with I wish. I finished it by writing, someone could fix my back and leg. The other started with, my mind.I finished it with, is lost due to pain and these tests. I rang the bell and told the young ladie I was done , I didn't finish the second one and I was leaving. She responded with " there is only one left and it is spelling. you will be wearing head phones and all you have to do is speel the words.". My thought process was to complete the mission. I said "ok"
If anyone reading this has had fusion L5-S1 and nerve damage to the S1 nerve. You will see I made a grave mistake. I put the head phones on and stood up while listing to the words that I was to write. I had to bend down, so I could spell the word on the desk. I did that 45 times. The purpose of staning was to remove the pain in the back, but the bending counter acted that. not to mention I was standing bearing weight only on my good leg. After the test I rang the bell and a different girl came to retrieve the test.
When she came into the room I was streched out as far as I could in the chair with my eyes closed. She retrieved the test and as she was walking out she stated " you are waiting to see the therapist ". The way she said it was as if she was asking a question. I have heard the tone for years from people that worked under me. I replied " I guess so, she responded with " I am Telling you ". At that point I had one of three choices to make. 1) sit there in pain and wait, 2) get up and slap the crap out of her and deal with the pain, or 3) get up go home and deal with the pain. Well I got up and left. It took about 4 hours and a double dose of the pain killers for me to feel some relief.
The story I just told is true and factuall. I am now asking myself why I typed it? Well I guess it is mearly to tell the story of an injured worker that is trying to succeed.
Take care all.
