Social Security, What A Hoot!

Well, we (Lauren, Dad, and I) spent several hours today discussing life with the guy at the Social Security Administration office, what a hoot!

Lauren sat there, completely out of the loop, but since we were told that we HAD to bring her along to prove that she was the disabled person we were applying for benefits for, so she was there. Dad had a bag of M&Ms in his pocket so he gave those to Lauren, which kept her busy for at least five minutes. I have no idea what she needed to be there for. She could not answer any of the questions, and even when telling the guy her birthday I had to translate since he could not understand a thing she said.

Dad kept track of the financial stuff, since he can figure these things out in his head and that just boggles my mind. Why she needs to get two separate checks each month rather then putting things together and coming up with one total is beyond crazy, but that is the way they do it. Since I will be keeping track of her money it just adds more paperwork for me.

I got the task of providing the medical history,which was no problem since I had brought all of the three plus foot stack, (that is not exaggerating at all( of paper along. The guy was impressed that we had kept records of all of this stuff. I keep everything when it comes to adopted kids with any kind of disabilities and behavior issues.

It was clearly established that Lauren is disabled and will qualify for benefits. The only question is how long will it take for the paperwork to be processed?

Guess what, we get to do this all over again for Allen in a couple of months. There is one very big problem with that, currently according to the Social Security Administration Allen does not exist. We have to get that matter settled before we can do anything else. We have the guy working on that for us.

The run around just goes on and on and on.