Wais-iv: Pruebas

Her client, a man named Mateo who listed his occupation as “architect,” nodded. He had requested the WAIS-IV evaluation himself. “I feel foggy,” he’d said on the phone. “Like the blueprints in my head have turned to scribbles.” He was only thirty-four.

Elena clicked the tablet. The first puzzle appeared: a complex, irregular polygon. Mateo stared. His fingers, which had once sketched award-winning cantilevered bridges, hovered over the numbered options. One, four, and six. He pointed. It was wrong. The correct combination was two, five, and seven. wais-iv pruebas

He looked up. For the first time that afternoon, he didn’t see a test. He saw a key. Her client, a man named Mateo who listed

“You will see a puzzle on the screen,” she said, her voice a practiced, neutral calm. “Then you will select the three options that, when combined, make that shape.” “Like the blueprints in my head have turned to scribbles