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Old Nov 01, 2016, 08:21 AM
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Originally Posted by Claritytoo View Post
. I am applying for SSD again but I am not sure I can do it. The thought of just going to the office is overwhelming. I have a seasonal job to help me with money but my medical ran out for my therapy appointments. I'm not going to be able to pay my Dr so I think today is my last visit until next year. It too much right now. too much anxiety in my head.
I am so sorry that you are in the position that you are. I know the feeling of being overwhelmed with the idea of going to the office. SSD is, in my experience, a tough road to go though unfortunately necessary for many of us.

It has been seven weeks and one day since my SSD hearing and I am still waiting to hear back from them with the results, though my attorney has advised me to expect a denial as I was 'not credible'. Apparently, if I had as much wrong with me as my doctors suggested, I wouldn't have had the strength to get to the hearing - since I was there, I'm not credible.

I have been diagnosed with two auto-immune disorders, chronic heart disease, chronic kidney disease, chronic pain syndrome, extensive nerve damage, etc., etc. as well as c-PTSD, DID, and a few more et cetera's. Been almost four years now, four denials and a hearing and it looks like I'm still out of luck.

Shortly after the hearing, after my lawyer said it would almost certainly be denied, I got a job because frankly, I had exhausted my ability to be hungry and not be able to afford to eat. Worked one day and had two heart attacks that evening - heart surgery followed. Apparently that isn't relevant if we have to appeal a denial because the only thing we can base the appeal on is the information that was available at the time of the hearing - not anything that came afterwards.

Anyway, I do hope that you are able to go through with this and I hope that your results are better than mine, but I did want to offer this as a cautionary tale because I think part of my disappointment was based on the assumption that there was no way I could possibly be denied based on my condition and my doctors unanimously saying that I could no longer work. Had I not trusted them to do the right thing, the process would have been easier for me.
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