"You can't be autistic..."

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"do you clean allot of autistic teeth?"

although odds are i would be too stunned to respond either

I've had people be all like , "it's called adolescence, honey" and I'm all like "Lawl, no it's called having been assessed as a child with ASD by a professional". I've had people accuse me of being self diagnosed as well. I think it's kind of lulzy when people think that they can act like psychiatrists without having had any information about you. usually people have a stereotype in their minds of what aspergers is, so they base their judgements on you on that stereotype. I think it's lulzy. because they wouldn't do that to somebody with mild dyslexia (or maybe they would and I haven't noticed).

When I was growing up in the 1980s, you had to be nonverbal or close to it and also very low functioning for a diagnosis of "Autism" so a lot of adults still have that misconception. When I had meltdowns and refused to fit in with other kids, even the PROFESSIONAL psychologists just said that I was being stubborn and trying to get attention. Most people who know me now probably would describe me as quirky rather than autistic unless they know a lot about Asperger's.

Allie Kat

For more information about my experience growing up undiagnosed as well as my insights on Asperger's, please check out my website at
http://www.myaspergerslifestory.com/

My fear of telling people I suspect I have an autism spectrum disorder is exactly what you describe. That eye-rolling, skeptical, "yeah, says you, you're such a hypochondriac" kind of reaction. I've decided to get it documented, so it doesn't look to people like it's some crazy idea *I* came up with.

A dental hygienist has no business making a diagnosis, and you didn't ask her opinion. I might be tempted to report her to her supervisor.

Something similar happened to me once. It was the middle of the night, I went into sudden and severe stomach cramps, don't drive (can't even see at night) and the only way to get to the hospital was to call 911. When the EMT's arrived, I was doubled over in pain and crying. One of them asked my medical history. Besides diabetes, I also (silly me) think of depression as the medical disorder it is, so I said that too. Immediately, since I have a psych diagnosis, the EMT told me I was "having a panic attack," which is funny because that's one psychiatric symptom I don't have. When I got to the ER, and he was talking to the nurses about me, he made a big deal out of the fact that I was a mental case. Didn't word it that way, of course, but...

The result was that the ER decided my symptoms were only psychological, and put me on the back burner. After a couple of hours of being ignored, I walked out and went to a neighboring hospital, where they examined my stomach instead of my head and found that I had gastroenteritis.

She was probably just trying to be nice, but it ended up coming out all wrong.

I guess the only way to know is if you remember how her voice sounded. If she sounded sincere or just rude.

As was stated above, your dentist probably set slip the word "asperger's" when she meant "autistic". And being a dentist, well, I don't know exactly what curriculum requirements are for a dentists license, but I seriously doubt that it entails an intensive study in psychology. "My, My! Hello, Mr. Incisor, how are you feeling today?? Oh? You're speechless??"
Come on, now, your dentist should have at least been observant enough to notice you didn't walk in to the office wearing a football helmet. (No intention on that coming across as condescending, by the way...)

I remember when I went into labor. I arrive at the hospital and they say I wasn't acting like I was having a baby. Why? Because I wasn't yelling and screaming and I was all calm? I was in lot of pain every couple of minutes and they felt like very bad period menstrual like cramps except they were ten times worse and there was no way I could sleep with it or do my normal things. But I was still walking and talking and still managed to pack my bags before my aunt and uncle came and got us. But they checked my cervix and saw I was having the baby. Before that, I was told I was just having Braxtin Hicks contractions and the baby was dropping so I will feel pressure down there. I wasn't even dilated either at the time. I will never forget that experience.

But online I read that when you're in real labor, you can't talk at the same time but I sure did so I thought I couldn't be in labor because I was still talking. But the pain was so bad I couldn't sleep and my husband said I was in labor. We ended up going to the hospital. You can't believe everything you read because it's not always true because it doesn't apply to everyone. But I got the hint it was real when they were getting worse and the contractions were lasting longer and were now few minutes apart. That could also be why they thought I wasn't acting like I was having a baby. Then they were all saying I was doing good and I was strong and lot of women don't do that well.

Maybe my baby was dropping but everything happened so fast in 29 hours.


When my husband was a kid, he had bad feet and still does. He was told they hurt because he was fat so he needed to lose weight. Than as an adult he was told it was because his feet didn't heel right when he was born because they had to break them (he had clubbed feet) and now they had found out he actually had birth defects in them. I read somewhere (maybe it was here) that doctors are quick to blame problems on weight when the patient is fat.

Bit of a necrobump, there.

What is a necrobump?