Did a Wrong Diagnosis of Dyslexia Hold Me Back?
I don’t know what to think
While I was cleaning out my Google Cloud storage, I came across the results of tests I underwent by a neuropsychologist and his team. I used my cellphone to photograph each page. I included the report in the paperwork I sent to apply for Disability.
I knew deep in my heart that Dyslexia wasn’t my problem
It’s been interesting reading, and it’s given me a lot to think about. The thing that jumped out at me yesterday when I was re-reading the report. I grew up hearing my parents talk about my Dyslexia. I was nine years old when the doctors diagnosed me with a learning disability.
“ Such a profile of Academic performance is not consistent with a language-based learning disability such as Dyslexia.”
Excerpt from the report from the Neuropsychology tests
“What the Hell?” I thought, To hear my parents tell it, I had all the symptoms. They reinforced the thought. They blamed Dyslexia for every setback and failure of my adult life.
