We went for the Psych evaluation.
First off, the psychologist had at least 4″ high purple shag wall to wall carpeting in her office. I haven’t ever seen anything like it and I’m a child of the 70’s.
And her office was in an old building that didn’t have a “trust factor” for me.
As in the above painting of mine, clouds talk, and apparently, psychologists performing a psych eval do too. After the evaluation the psychologist gave her opinion that my husband probably wouldn’t get the disability because she didn’t think dementia is caused by PTSD and that he didn’t have any PTSD symptoms.
But the paperwork from the VA had said the psychologist evaluator only does the evaluation and won’t give an answer. I thought it a bit strange she’d give an opinion.
In my own reading on the matter I’ve learned that it does happen that a person can have a very stressful event happen such as my husband did in Vietnam that can cause dementia later in life.
Well, I am not worried about any of it. And I remind myself that I’m just carrying through on the application for disability that the VFW near us had helped my husband apply for a few years ago after he was no longer able to work, but had not as yet been diagnosed with dementia.
A little tiny bit of history on him case you were wondering…
He was a practicing attorney until 2012 when he wasn’t able any longer to concentrate or to properly function in his job.
Then in 2014 after he had been going to visit with the veterans at our local VFW, they helped him apply.
Then in 2015 he finally got a diagnosis of dementia.
Then… a few weeks ago (9/2018) I was looking for something in the file cabinet and I came across the PTSD disability application which he had filed. So I took it up to the VFW and they refiled it with the information they had said they were lacking. In about a week the psych eval had been ordered by the VA.
I don’t know how any of it will go. But that purple shag carpeting was very very strange. Just about as strange as clouds communicating.
If Clouds Could Talk
If clouds could talk
in puffed up words
Or heavy purple phrases
Misty morning melodies
To tornado laden crazies
They’d loftily quote
Or drastically deluge
If clouds could talk.