I have disabilities, but I am a person. I have feelings. I deserve respect.
I dropped my test off at my neuropsych yesterday. A secretary was there that I have never met before. I walked in and gave her the test. It was folded. I handed it to her and started to leave. She opened it and just kept looking at my answers. I said, “That is for the doctor.” She looked up and said, “What?”
“I guess I should have put it in an envelope,” I said.
“I’m the one scoring it, anyway,” she said back to me in a disrespectful tone.
She is the secretary for a neuropsychologists. Where is the sensitivity?
I was not told she was the one doing the scoring.
And if she is the one doing the scoring, she could have waited until I left before she opened it up and looked at it…right in front of my face.
I was shocked.
At first, I thought…oh boy, I did it again. I have a mouth. I should have kept my mouth shut.
I some friends and they said absolutely not. that was unethical. Others have told me that I need to say something to the doctor and let him know what she did.
I will. Next week when I go for an appointment about my results.
It’s interesting that my first thought was I wondered what they thought of my reaction. One friend of mine said, “They need to worry about what they did to you and how you feel. You are the client.”
Just because I have disabilities does not mean they do not have to give me respect, confidentiality, inform me of what is going on, and treat me with common courtesy.
I wonder if they treat others like that.
And to add…this is a very hard time for me. I am very sensitive about this. Everything they do and how they handle this is critical.
Really not cool.