25 years of medical neglect, abuse and torture is largely my experience since my spine twisted up 25 years ago. The cause is from an NHS operation I had when 10 years old. It took many years before I got a referral in which time I was left starving in extreme pain in a bedsit.
My referral tells me that my medical complaint is not in their remit and refuse to discuss my medical complaint, but then tells my doctor that there’s nothing wrong, so here I am, miraculously, 25 years later still being regularly starved unable to get even an investigation Doctors just ignore me. I’ve just had to go overdrawn again so that I have something to eat for the weekend.
The despair never goes away, every night, I can’t help thinking of all the events that got me here. I’m sure the wealth of PTSD research is being used against chronic sufferers like myself to frustrate any pathway to a better experience of life.
It’s ironic that my local museum is hosting memorabilia of my grandads war heroics against fascism, yet I’m left to suffer in extraordinary pain unnecessarily for 25 years, unable to carry on his family. Now with the dismantling of the NHS, I can see life becoming unbearable for a lot more people who will be neglected and kept ill.