I'm undiagnosed, still officially in the "not sure if I have it or not" category, though since doing the online questionnaires and reading lots of WP posts, it looks pretty clear that I'm on the spectrum. And in the UK, I believe I could have an official test for free. So why aren't I pestering my GP for a referral?
Once diagnosed positive, I can no longer hide my condition easily from employers and authorities in general. It's a one-way switch, and these authorities don't necessarily have my best interests at heart, and are not necessarily competent.
I've no idea how it would affect my driving rights or insurance (clean license but haven't driven for many years, and a car is on my wish list). Don't wanna be paying top dollar for the rest of my life if I don't have to.
Confession time:
They'd do blood tests and I can't guarantee my blood would be entirely free of THC without going through a couple of months of dope-celibacy, which is a boring way to live. And then they'd change the date of the appointment so I had to do it all again. Not that they'd be likely to test for that, but if they did, I'd probably never hear the last of it. My doctor is already trying to use my tobacco smoking as an excuse for ignoring me. NHS is a great free service, the mark of a civilised society, but they're cash-strapped and I suspect they keep their bills down by keeping as many patients away from treatment as they possibly can, by fair means or foul. It's very Machiavellian of me, but I like to have all the bases covered. And I can do without being busted, not that it's at all likely, but again, etc. etc.
I've no idea what "therapies" the shrinks would want me to try. I don't want some lame, one-size-fits-all piece of junk therapy thrown at me just so the government can save money and keep their beautiful low-tax economy that works so well (sarcasm).
The shrinks might mess the test up, or I might mess it up by trying too hard to be NT on the day (I spend most of my life pretending to be NT, so it's something of a habit). I don't know how I'd react to an NT verdict. "hey guys, I've got Aspergers, I know the doc says I haven't but what do they know?" - I've got enough trouble with my doctor insinuating I'm a hypochondriac without giving him something that would look very much like real evidence that I was.
But one of these days, I just might go for a DX, especially if war breaks out in my workplace - I beat the bullies last time but I'm running out of ammunition. And don't let me put anybody else off going for a DX. I know I'm a hardened cynic and that the world is probably much lot nicer than I give it credit for being.