As a requirement for something God has cooked for me, I went to take a neuro-psychiatric exam. I thought it was just one of those medical examinations only to find out that it was a battery of paper exams including an IQ exam, and drawing a boy and a girl haha. Questions I remember being asked:
- What was your happiest moment?
- What was your saddest moment?
- What is your greatest weakness?
- What is your greatest regret?
- What are the qualities you like with your husband? or something like that
- Complete this sentence: My father is ________________.
and some hundred other questions.
Anyway, while I was able to draw a boy and a girl haha, I wasn't able to complete the IQ exam because time was up, which probably shows that my IQ is below or just average. That, I already know. My old usual line goes "I don't have high IQ, I am just hardworking." I upgraded that line some years back to "I don't have high IQ, everything is only by grace and hardwork."
After two hours, I was finally done and felt tired. The song "Who cares" from one of my favorite albums- 'What Ya Gonna Do' - Jubilation' came to mind...
the lyrics goes...
... I don't need the wealth of a king
'Cause when I found Jesus, I found everything...
... Who cares if I'm not always there
... Who cares if I'm not a millionaire
... Who cares if the world thinks I'm square
'Cause I fin'lly found someone who cares...
... I don't need my name in neon lights
... I don't need a doctor messing with my mind
I don't need to hear you're? every/average? plan
'Cause my embarrassments are in glory land...
Overall, the experience was educational, and while I will never know the results because I am not allowed to open the results, the verdict is probably that I am sane and don't have severe mental disorder? below average or average IQ?...
But like what the song above says... Who cares...I don't need a doctor messing with my mind... because thank God, ...my embarrassments are in glory land...
6 December 2013
Neuro-psychiatric exam
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