get an accurate diagnosis regarding my mental and neurological health

Psychologist is a freaking deadbeat. Seems to have taken my cash and disappeared off the face of the planet. If I don’t track her down and get some kind of explanations soon, I’ll be forced to take legal action of some sort. I don’t want that—I just want to know what’s up with my brain!

It’s looking like I’m somewhere on the autism spectrum (as was my suspicion)—but the psychologist isn’t sure quite where to fit me yet. I’m not checking this goal as complete until I have a firm answer. However, it’s mentally gratifying to have at least some smaller answers in the meantime.
The results from some of the testing were quite surprising. The things I thought I had more trouble with are mostly the things on which I actually scored rather highly. The psych says it’s probably that I felt challenged by those tasks and focused on them more. I don’t know. The other thing that confused me a bit: she told me I have some impairment in the use of my hands. Now, I would have guessed a slight impairment for the left hand, if anything at all. (I’m right-handed.) My left hand isn’t great for fine motor tasks—but most people have a dominant hand, yes? Yes. Anyway, the surprise: moderate impairment in use of left hand, severe impairment in use of right hand. Severe impairment… in the hand that does all of the writing, most of the typing, most of the texting, all of the cutting with scissors or knives, all of the little finicky tasks that require a steady hand… that one? That’s the severely impaired one? My handwriting is neat, I type quickly, and I’ve never really perceived any fine motor problems (especially not in my right hand!). So, that’s strange to think about.
I’m sure I’ll be ruminating on the test results a bit more as time goes by… maybe ought to start a separate blog… the 29 year old woman finally diagnosed with an autism spectrum disorder, after years of not fitting in, of odd cognitive discrepancies, of few friends and hardly anyone willing to get close… yeah.

Now I’m waiting for the doctor to score up all the tests, compile all the results, and give me a diagnosis of some kind. I’m getting the idea that it might not be what I was sure that it was. I’ll know by the end of this month, though.
Waiting. Meh.

I went through 4+ hours of fairly difficult testing today. I’ll be doing the same next Friday. The doctor estimates it will take her a couple of weeks after that to score all the exams and come to a diagnostic conclusion, at which point, I guess I’ll have my answer.

In the meantime, if no one ever reads me a list of 20 words and asks me to tell them what the words were ever again, it will still be way too soon.

I purposefully scheduled the appointment as soon as possible so I wouldn’t have an extended period of time to get worked up about it. But now I’m looking at my planner and the appointment is tomorrow and I’m rather anxious…
I can do this. (I think.)

Finally made some phone calls today. Nervous as hell, but looking forward to resolution one way or another.

I have a very good idea of precisely what my differences are, but I’d like a professional to confirm. I should have time to pursue this over the summer.