The Doctor is In

Monday

I'm doing OK. A bit down in the mouth. I spoke with the Webmaster ages ago about what's suitable for this site and so I can't say much; but adult subject matter is very important in getting right with oneself AND with society in general. It's not really dealt with in the hospital system much. Or, at least, I didn't manage to get much joy out of seeking help and reassurance from staff. In fact, the mental health sector can be a breeding ground for hostile and dangerous forces because it's at one remove from the normal checks and balances of the mainstream. Like a little pool where the mosquitos hang out...

Anyway, aside from the darker side of treatment; and apart from just about busting my bank account recently, I'm doing not too bad. Didn't make it into the day hospital till quarter past three this afternoon but that's allowable now for me: they know there that I'm not trying to get out of going, just some hiccup or whatever. In fact, I had a good ten-minute chat with the nurse key-worker. On Wednesday, the next time I go in, there's to be a visit from the Mental Welfare Commission. The're the independent body that keeps an eye on things. All I'm wanting to see them about is to praise the help that the service has given to me. It's a long road - but it's worthwhile. It's saving lives, really, isn't it?

See you later. All the best. Alan.