?I had a very unpleasant experience last week when I had my psychological exam for Social Security. This is my second application with Social Security - the first one is under appeal. Anyway, my appointment with Dr. Disrespectful was originally scheduled for 4:45 p.m. He called me at 2:30 p.m. and indicated he didn’t have any more appointments scheduled that day until mine. He asked me if I wanted to come in earlier. Even though I had an appraiser at the house (we are re-financing our house so that we can afford to stay there), as a courtesy and kindness to Dr. Disrespectful, I indicated I could come at 3 p.m. Since I only live 2 blocks from his office, I walked there. When I got to his office and went into his waiting room, there were two gentlemen there, a younger man (born in 1970) and his father. Dr. Disrespectful called me in at 3:05 p.m. and appeared to be in a hurry to get through his psych. exam form. He talked very fast and spent 30 minutes with me. Then he was done. I asked him how much time Social Security allowed for appointments and he indicated 45 minutes, so I asked him to give me 10 more minutes so that I could tell him more about my life living with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and Fibromyalgia. I wanted to give him more details about my life with CFS and Fibro. and how limited my life is. I wanted to tell him why I had thoughts of suicide. He had gone through his psych. form so fast and talked so fast that I felt rushed during the interview, and I had wanted to tell him things I had thought of that I felt he should know. Dr. Disrespectful refused to talk to me any more and indicated if he did, it would turn into a counseling session, which was not allowed. I told him I didn’t need or want any counseling but I wanted 10 more minutes of his time, that I was entitled to it. He refused. I then refused to leave his office until he would let me talk. Dr. Disrespectful then went into his waiting room at 3:35 p.m. and conducted his exam of the other patient, the younger man born in 1970. Dr. Disrespectful left the door between his office and the waiting room open about 8 inches and I heard EVERYTHING he said and EVERYTHING his patient said. I heard about his patient going to a particular restaurant in town and then to the liquor store until 2 a.m., playing Texas Hold Em and Karaoke. I heard minute details about this patient's life, such as he goes into the refrigerator and grabs a hot dog to eat, and spaghetti, but he only eats part of it. I heard Dr. Disrespectful ask this patient questions about his learning disability. Dr. Disrespectful spent about 40 minutes with this patient and then came back into his office and told me to leave. It was now 4:15 p.m. and I repeated to him that I was entitled to another 10 minutes but he refused to listen to me. I told him that his report would affect the rest of my life and I was entitled to 10 more minutes. He said he had to leave and started clearing up his desk, etc. He said if I didn’t leave, he would call the police, which he did. He spent about 10 minutes on the phone with the police department, waiting for the officers to arrive. Now, he could have spent that 10 minutes listening to me. I wasn’t asking for advice or counseling or anything, I just wanted to tell him more about living with CFS and Fibro. He told me he had been conducting these exams for Social Security for 10 years and he knew more than I did. I told him he didn’t know anything about CFS or Fibro. and that I wasn’t looking for counseling because counseling would not change the way people and Social Security treated me, like I was a liar and a cheat and wasn’t really sick. I was very upset and crying but he would not let me talk. Two local police officers then arrived and I still insisted on talking to Dr. Disrespectful for another 10 minutes, which he would not do. I was then escorted into the waiting room by one officer, and the other officer talked to Dr. Disrespectful. With the door shut. I was still upset and crying and was telling the police officer how awful it is to live with CFS and how I couldn’t get Social Security because I wore earrings and got my hair cut twice last year. I told him it upset me the way I was treated because of my illness and it made me think of suicide. The officer knew my husband (we live in a small town) and tried to comfort me. By then I was totally disgusted and told the officers I would go home. They offered me a ride and I eventually took it as it was bitterly cold and my legs were hurting. (I usually take two Lyrica around 4 p.m., then my bedtime meds at 5 p.m.) The officer took me home and came into the house to speak with my husband because he was concerned about me hurting myself. He was concerned about my talk of suicide, although apparently Dr. Disrespectful was not. I am getting to the breaking point about the Social Security and LTD issues. I cannot stand the way I was treated by the doctor that my LTD insurance co. had me see in May, like I am a stupid child who isn’t really sick. If I’m not sick, that must make me a liar and a cheat. The Physical Therapist I had to see for the LTD insurance co. had the nerve to ask me, what was I going to do in this “fair city” after my appointment, was I going to go shopping, etc. He asked me this on the second day of my exam, after I had performed physical tests and was hurting and tired. He didn’t believe me when I said I was in pain. The next day I could hardly walk! I wrote to my LTD attorney and told him my two concerns: 1. I think Dr. Disrespectful should be reported for violating HIPAA and the laws of privacy. (I learned about HIPAA when I was a child support officer as we had to take training and tests about it.) 2. I don’t think Dr. Disrespectful is qualified to do examinations for patients with CFS or Fibromyalgia, maybe not for anyone. I don’t think 30 minutes going over a form as fast as you can is sufficient to determine if someone is depressed or not. I think Social Security should at least schedule patients with psychologists who have a working knowledge of what CFS and Fibro. are and what the symptoms are and how depression is involved. I don’t think a one-size-fits-all form is proper. My husband got a copy of the police report and I sent it to my attorney. I feel foolish and humiliated for having had gone through this. I think it was totally unnecessary and could have been avoided had Dr. Disrespectful known what he was doing. Thoughts, anyone?