Down  The Rabbit Hole
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It’s YULE. The Longest Night. The Darkest Time… To be followed by the growing light and hope for the Springtime. For me… It’s Just The Darkest Times & The Darkest Night, full stop.

I’ve been pushed from PILLAR TO POST by the Health & Social Care System This ENTIRE YEAR… Mainly by the NHS, though. Forced into demanded & non-negotiated pre-booked appointments, all over EVERYWHERE. We’ve even had to go to & pay for a hotel — including a 2nd room for my mother to drive & accompany — for a few days recently, to cover TWO in a hospital too far to make in a day and back (that one time went horribly wrong, and… NEVER again)… and at DIFFICULT Times.

They keep saying that “The NHS is broken”… But I find more than anything else, it’s The NHS People inside it, that seem to be more “broken” than the system.

I’m not just Spoons Bankrupt… I am Spoons Derelict. Left a Ruin of what once was. Made All The Worse by the past Six Months ALONE. The 12 years before that were horrendous, and Catastrophic. But in 2024 I was starting to actually Recuperate.

It seems that the NHS, Social Services, Government Depts... ALL seem to think THEY have THE Ultimate CONTROL Over You, as a Disabled Person. They ALL clearly believe THEY are ENTITLED to IMPOSE themselves on you, whenever THEY want to - and ENTIRELY Expect You To...  Just. Go. With. It.

Life has only ever been good to me if I planned it out.

In an ideal world… being Disabled in some manner would mean extra understanding, support, respect, protection; Particularly within a Heathcare Setting….