Friday, 6 March 2026

The National Health Service, and some tips for navigation

Photo of a hospital room
    In many ways we here in England are lucky to have the NHS, as compared to health services in certain other nations.
    (When it comes to the ambulance service, though, there's a crisis of underfunding making the wait for one up to 23 hours!  And that's clearly 100% unacceptable.  So I'm excluding that service from the above statement.  If you or a loved one need to get to the Emergency Department, it's -regrettably- necessary to find another way.)

    Whilst it's true that non-chargeable in-the-moment care is generally there to save lives (once you've waited your turn in the waiting room for 7 to 15 hours!), there are some huge, huge problems.
    I decided to write up my experiences with some tips, in the hopes it might help someone else in the future.  If you just want the tips, please skip ahead to the 2nd half of this post (and good luck to you).

    A close elderly relative received a late cancer diagnosis and sadly it's progressed very quickly.  In the beginning treatment was offered for it.  But -as mentioned- the cancer had been detected too late and the patient was quickly too poorly to be able to withstand the treatment.
    The hospital delivering the oncology treatment initially was Royal Surrey County Hospital.  (Anecdotally meant to be well-respected for their oncology department.)
    For months RSCH failed to acknowledge that there were cognitive issues with their elderly patient meaning information about treatment, nutrition etc couldn't be absorbed or retained.  But they adamantly refused to share any information with family (while being incredibly unsympathetic about the anxiety we were naturally experiencing.)  I believe this directly contributed to the rapid decline of my relative's health, as they couldn't manage their treatment properly without help.
    And actually, RSCH allowed an individual who shouldn't have been driving to continue getting behind the wheel of their car for months and driving the 45 minutes to their appointments & back!

    Following a routine oncology appointment we learned our relative had been admitted as an in-patient, but not why.  The following morning I called intending to enquire how they'd been overnight, and was informed they were -just that moment- being taken into surgery!  The hospital were not going to bother to inform us.  (It was for a pace-maker, which we gather is considered a minor procedure nowadays, but still...)

    RSCH discharged this elderly person the day after the pace-maker surgery and it was an unsafe discharge.  I spent a day and a half making phone calls to try to determine what ought to be done as I couldn't provide adequate or safe care on my own.  (Eventually we had to spend 8 hours in the Emergency Department waiting room -at another hospital- for re-admission.  Once I was finally able to convince the NHS it'd been an unsafe discharge, that is.)

    A symptom of the cancer having metastasized to the bones was high calcium in the blood.  This -it turns out- causes cognitive issues.  That's right, the cancer itself was causing the cognitive issues which meant the patient couldn't successfully manage their treatment -- and still the RSCH oncology dept had refused to share information.
    When RSCH did eventually communicate with family it was only to make unrealistic demands, such as blood tests to be organised within the next 24 hours.  Due to geography and logistics, RSCH phlebotomy was out of the question for this.  That left the local GP surgery, which usually has a lead time of 3 weeks for booking blood tests in!  (Luckily, when I explained the circumstances the GP surgery were really helpful in that regard.)
    Unfortunately, RSCH hospital and the GP surgery are in different counties, so despite being the same overarching organisation I had to -ludicrously- act routinely & repeatedly as go-between to get them to share the information with one another!  (RSCH had to send me the list of bloods they wanted, which I had to pass on to the GP, then when the results were in I had to contact the GP surgery to get them to send the results to RSCH rather than the nearest hospital as they normally would.  And that's the abridged version, without the minutia...)

    The calcium issue kept reoccurring, so eventually I received a call from the GP advising that my relative needed to get to the Emergency Dept ASAP following the results of a blood test.  (The elevated calcium can also cause heart failure.)
    By this time, no-one in the family could drive or access a vehicle, so (having ruled out their taxi suggestion as being far, far too expensive for this pension-age patient!) they eventually offered to summon an ambulance.  They said it'd be up to 2 hours.
    It later turned out that the GP surgery didn't know what they were talking about, because 5 hours later, I called them back to find that no ambulance had been organised due to lack of availability.
    A family friend instead had to leave work early, do a significant amount of driving around and bring my relative in to the hospital (this time Royal Hampshire County Hospital).
    A further 7 hours in the Emergency Dept meant that my relative had been sat around with a heart that could've been on the verge of failing for 12 hours.  (The panic attack I had that day was a significant one.)

    This latter in-patient stay has been a lengthy one, and the calcium issue meant that my relative's mental capacity has only declined as time went on.  The Lasting Power of Attorney for health and welfare which they'd donated turned out not to be worth the paper it was printed on, though.  Because the hospital deemed it that providing the patient could say their name, date of birth and that they were in hospital, they had mental capacity.  And therefore, having capacity, they could make their own decisions & only the bare minimum of information need be shared with family.
    But worse than this, the hospital didn't seem to want to accept information from family, either.  For the longest time they kept referring to the patient by their last name because it appeared to have been written down the wrong way around on their forms.  I kept pointing this out, but no-one corrected it and they continued to call them by their last name (meaning that their patient wouldn't answer their questions, because they didn't realise it was them being addressed).
    We pointed out over and over that the patient refuses to drink the tap water, and that this was why we were bringing in supplies of bottled water.  But they kept putting the bottled water out of reach on the cupboard behind the bed, and then moaning at the patient for not drinking the jug of tap water.

    I guess those things are annoyances, though, but more critically, when the hospital agreed to do anything in relation to the patient's care or treatment, it'd take them weeks to organise it.  It's transpired that my relative actually only had months left to live, and weeks & weeks of it have been spent in unnecessary suffering because of bureaucracy and inefficiency.
    For example, while receiving treatment for the cancer, drug interactions meant that existing arthritis pain relief could no longer be continued.  But it was weeks if not months before any alternative pain relief was finally agreed (paracetamol -- I could've picked it up in the supermarket and taken it in, for goodness sake, except that's not allowed!).
    We ultimately provided the Lasting Power of Attorney document at least 5 times (3 electronically and twice in hard copy).  They kept denying that they had a copy on their records, despite it being sat in someone's email inbox (and at least one of those folk had replied to acknowledge receipt).  The hospital is still disregarding the document anyway, though, despite the patient no longer knowing what a cup is or that they need to open their lips in order to consume a spoonful of soup!  (Bless them.)
    Oh, and given that the patient can no longer consume any sustenance independently, you'd think that there'd be some sort of support offered to manage their nutritional needs?  Nope.  Food & drink are simply placed on the table where the patient can neither reach them nor manage to manipulate them and then later removed again, unconsumed.

***

Tips for 'navigating' the NHS

For yourself, or your loved ones:
  • Responsiveness varies -- my GP surgery takes at least 2-3 days to even look at an e-consult, nevermind respond to it, whereas my relative's surgery often responds the same day (though not always);
  • Be prepared to repeat yourself, many times.  I think my 'record' was 6 (5 in the Emergency dept, and then again on the ward the following day because the information hadn't been transferred to the ward!);
  • Don't believe what they tell you -- if a specialist tells you that they'll write to your primary care provider, for example, don't just assume that it'll happen in a timely fashion; they should cc the letter to you, so if you've not received it in a week or two, chase (because otherwise it could easily be four to six weeks).
    If a GP tells you it'll be up to 2 hours for an ambulance, it won't be.  If they tell you they'll call ahead to the Emergency dept to make them aware of the expected arrival of the patient, it doesn't make any difference, there's still an hours long wait in the waiting room regardless;
For loved ones, especially in in-patient care:
  • Write stuff up on your phone or computer and be prepared to print off numerous copies & keep handing them in every time there's a shift change, almost; if you say it verbally to a nurse or staff member, it won't make it onto the patient's records (even if you're a close enough relative to be allowed to have discussions with the staff to begin with).  (You could try asking if there's someone who can act as an email point of contact, but this didn't work for me.)
    Consider affixing a copy of the print-out to the whiteboard above your loved one's bed.  (I've not actually tried this, so I don't know if it'd be allowed -- or if anyone would actually even look at it.)
  • Make a nuisance of yourself (politely) -- refer to "Don't believe what they tell you", above.  If you're content to simply wait, then you'll be waiting a long time.  (This tip won't make any difference whatsoever in the Emergency Dept waiting room, however; not unless someone's extremely elderly and at a very high risk of a seriously detrimental outcome.)
  • Only 1 next of kin can be designated which -from a relative's perspective- can make things difficult if, say, one of you works nights and isn't available to make/place calls at the relevant times.  (The NHS has their own rules about who this should be -- for example, it's the eldest child if the patient has numerous adult offspring (and there's no spouse in the picture).  Have the patient ask about the process if they think they might want to deviate from the predetermined rules, like -say- having their younger child or even a niece/nephew as NoK, for example.)
  • Crucially, Lasting Power of Attorney for Health & Welfare is not a magic bullet -- what you want to do is write out an Advance Decision either instead or as well; for example, after my experience, it's my intention to prepare an Advance Decision indicating that information may be shared on request not only with each of my immediate blood family but also with my chosen family, i.e. a set of specific close friends.
    From recent experience, it will probably then be necessary to make arrangements for the Advance Decision to be handed over -likely multiple times- if in an in-patient setting.  If it's only shared with the primary care provider it'll simply sit on their records (at best) and do absolutely nothing for you (or, at worst, it possibly won't make it onto your records at all).

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Sunday, 1 March 2026

Deja Vu: another belated New Year celebration in 2026

Snowdrops

    In a repeat of last year, I've missed Imbolc.  This year it wasn't just a case of being distracted, I've got some really quite traumatic stuff going on which has used up all my spoons, to say the very least.

    On top of that, I've been forgetting my Cill Shifts (the phone reminders for the last 2 have sounded while I've been visiting my dying relative on the hospital ward, so I've dismissed them and then forgotten by the time I got home).

    So, it felt appropriate to try and plan not just a celebration but something more meaningful, incorporating some sort of offering to or at least acknowledgement of Brigid, by way of 'penance'.

    In this post I'll therefore make a record of my research & planning in part 1, and then write up my 1st March activities in part 2.

    Shout out to Juni over at The Cauldron, who posted the Brighid Resources thread which I've used as a starting place.

***


Part 1 -- research and planning 28/02/2026

    So, this didn't go according to plan right from the start.  I ended up getting a little side-tracked and looking at triple goddesses in general, including Cerridwen and even The Morrigan.
    This is because sometime previously I'd had the name Cerridwen -another triple Goddess- calling to my mind out of nowhere.  And that event came back to me as I began trying to research Brigid, thus leading to the side-tracking.

    However -interestingly- a few common threads did surface.   Creativity/inspiration, renewal/ transformation, and sacred craft.  There's also a fire connection, with Brigid being closely associated with the hearth, and Cerridwen with the cauldron used to brew the Awen.
    As much as we're dismayed by AI these days, Co-pilot did manage to put it a fascinating way:

    If Brigid is the spark that ignites, Cerridwen is the cauldron that transforms. One begins the poem; the other deepens it. One brings the dawn; the other stirs the night.

    Anyways, back to my belated Imbolc for 2026.  Numerous websites talk about tending a flame, obviously.  So that'll definitely form some part of my day, and a nice easy one to accomplish since I already have everything I'll need.  Rather than just lighting a candle, though, I plan to devote more attention to the 'tending' aspect.

    Also, the LearnReligions website has this to say:

    "Take a few moments and meditate on the light of your candles. ... Visualize the light as a warm, enveloping energy that wraps itself around you, healing your ailments, igniting the spark of creativity, and purifying that which is damaged."

    Another common theme is the crafting of a Brigid's cross, and this is something I'd originally thought I might do.  Unfortunately, though, I've left it too late -as always- to source any materials.  Unless I can think of a way to do this via paper-craft.

    One website, PaganGrimoire.com talks about a White Wand tradition:

"This is not as well known as the Brigid’s Cross, but Brigid’s white wand, known as the slatag Bride (little rod) or barrag Bride (birch of Bride), is perhaps Brigid’s most important symbol. It is a small, straight wand made of peeled wood traditionally made from birch, broom, or white willow. It is with this wand and her breath that she reawakens the world as she breathes life into the mouth of dead winter."

    This rather appeals to me.  And as I'll now be -unexpectedly- out & about tomorrow (at an anti-facist protest), I'll be able to try and look out for a suitable twig/branch which can be crafted into a wand (though it's unlikely to be the correct wood, since I don't think the march route will have been planned on the basis of the tree species...)

    I'm aware that Imbolc is associated with milk and dairy, so I will probably treat myself to a drink of watered down milk when I get home tomorrow, to rehydrate.  I'll also likely make a simple offering of some water.

    So, in summary, I'm aiming for:

  • Flame-tending, & visualisation exercise
  • Papercrafting, possibly (but probably not, honestly -- it's going to be a busy day as it is...)
  • Look for & -hopefully- craft a white wand
  • A celebratory drink of milk & an offering of water

***

Part 2 -- execution & reflection(s) 01/03/2026

    Well, true to form, the execution deviated from the plan right off the bat, too.  This was because I'd expected not to have the energy to do the entire protest march, but ended up doing the whole thing afterall.  So it used up a much bigger chunk of the afternoon than expected (plus a lot of energy).
    However, given that Brigid is associated with protection I like to think this is actually somewhat fitting, anyway.  Being a part of an anti-fascist protest = doing my bit in the fight for protection of marginalised groups from persecution.  Arguably?

    Although the march route ended up in a park, it didn't go through the park long enough that I could find a twig/branch for a wand.  (The rest of the route had been city streets.)  Plus I was exhausted, so I lingered long enough for one more speaker and then headed home.

    I lit a candle at sunset, and when that one went out I lit another from it (well, I tried to, but accidentally extinguished the first, so I had to fetch a match).  Circumstances [read: row with spouse] meant that I wasn't in the right frame of mind to do the visualisation, either.

    Copilot tells me I can indeed make a Brigid's cross out of paper (and promises to provide me with instructions)  It also gave me the idea to use book pages (a very junk-journal approach) as the paper.  However, by the time dinner was sorted tonight it's gotten late, so I'm going to do that tomorrow instead.  I will try and attempt the flame-tending and visualisation tomorrow, too.

    I put an offering of water in a small glass bowl and placed it on the dining table, next to the table lamp (I do hope Brigid won't mind when one of the cats takes a little drink, because it's guaranteed to happen).

    Recalling Brigid's association with healing, I decided to skip the drink of milk (I've seriously had enough calories this weekend as it is, for various reasons).  Instead, I opted to make an infusion of palo santo, because I feel I could use its healing and soothing right now.

    So, altogether, today hasn't been as much about honouring Brigid as I'd have originally liked.  And it was all very 'thrown-together' last minute, in spite of my original intentions to get with the planning.  But at least I achieved something.

    If I'm successful at fashioning a Brigid's cross tomorrow I'll try and add a photo of it to this post.

    Oh, I just looked up and a cat is drinking some of the offering.  I guess I'll give the rest to the houseplants and refresh the water in the bowl...


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Monday, 16 February 2026

Weathering the storm

Part 1(b)

A stormy sea
    In my last post I mentioned that I'm doing an online course on coping with stress, and I talked about resilience.
    My idea for building resilience centers around reclamation.  But first I said it's necessary to weather the storm.

    So I thought it important to write something about weathering the storm, before doing part 2 of this blog proper.

    Full disclosure, I'm right in the middle of a doozy of a storm.  The serious ill-health of a close family member, family drama with other immediate family members, my own chronic ill-health and pre-existing caring responsibility for my spouse. Plus a stressful job in which I was already close to burnout before all this.

    And I can't claim to be an expert at weathering this, honestly.  Some days I feel like the storm is going to force me below the waves.  But, like I said, I felt it important to write about this, because I didn't flesh it out in that last post.

    So, how am I weathering this storm, or trying to at least?

    Support networks are important, and I'm lucky enough to have a good one, with lots of people willing to lend me practical support.  And some willing to listen when I need to let my emotions out.

    Honestly, I haven't felt any shame about reaching out to helplines at times, too.  Here in England we have the Samaritans, among others -- I'll list some at the end.
    If your local support network is in any way limited for whatever reason -be it through 
mobility issues, isolation, practical considerations like the cost of fuel, or whateverdo connect with services to get support.  (You don't need to be experiencing suicidal ideation, but if you are it's even more important to please reach out.)

    It might be that your employer has an employee assistance programme -- mine even offers legal advice, as well as in-the-moment telephone support for mental health.  I've used it a lot lately, for both aspects (but mostly the latter).

    Primary health care has been important, too.  Here in England we're lucky enough to have the state funded NHS (it very much has it's flaws, such as underfunding, but it is free at the point of use).  And I've made more use of it during this time of crisis that I have in a long, long time.

    The coach they assigned to keep me on track with the online course recommended self-care.  Her suggestion was a bubble bath, but I'm not a soaking-in-the-tub person.  So I reflected some and decided that my self-care is taking a nap, with a podcast to help me doze off.  I'm so exhausted and depleted, that the extra sleep is a real help, and it just feels refreshing (and indulgent...).
    (Now, I am a chronic insomniac, and opinion's divided on whether napping's a good or bad thing.  But I like it, and I feel I need to get the rest I can't get overnight whenever else I get the opportunity.)

    The online course also mentions that in times of crisis we tend to neglect the very things which can often do us most good, such as healthy nutrition and exercise.
    Now, I'm not very good at this one.  But here's a really low impact idea to incorporate a little movement into almost anyone's everyday routine, if done numerous times a day: Increase Blood Flow Circulation to Legs and Feet (YouTube)

    If it's your thing, relaxation and meditation can help calm the nervous system.  I'm a fan, but I have to be in something of a calm place to begin with to get the benefit.
    When I'm not in that even-vaguely-calm place, there are a few simple little exercises which I like that can help get me there.  Search the following online:  'ear massage for vagus nerve stimulation';  'the physiological sigh';  and 'the butterfly hug'.
    Some of these can be done even in public (or certainly at, say, your desk in the office), without anyone else really knowing.  This includes this one, which I'm a big fan of lately: Sternum pressure point for relaxation.

    As you can see, I'm quite a fan of YouTube, and -again if it's your thing- watching something which gives you a laugh can take the edge off for a bit.  I like cat videos, and sometimes doorbell cams (though I don't really like to see people fall down and get hurt).
    It seems even manufacturing laughter can be helpful for some -- I guess maybe it's a fake-it-till-you-make-it thing, or perhaps it's closer to a bio-feedback type of thing.

    I also like podcasts, and I've a number of wellbeing focused ones in my feed, including one covering 'non sleep deep rest', which is apparently optimal living daily yoga nidra.
    Or perhaps just a bit of distraction might be helpful from a podcast or audiobook with another theme (or just a favourite TV program, but try not to overdo it and spend too much time as a couch potato, if you can help it).

    The natural world, if it's available to you, could also be another route you might chose.  I've talked in other posts about how phytoncides -essential oils from trees, in short- literally strengthen your immune system (search 'forest bathing' online).
    If you don't have a forest or park nearby, some research has shown that even viewing images of trees can calm the nervous system.  If you haven't got photos of holidays in nature you can look back at, maybe just do some web browsing on a daily basis (but do try to avoid too much screen time).

    Moving meditation can be helpful -- mindfulness walks are popular now, but if that's not your thing then perhaps some at home tai chi, via an online tutorial, might be more like it.  Tai chi walking is being touted as a good route to getting fit online lately (but I can't really speak to that as I've not tried it).

    Are any of the above a magic bullet?  No, sorry.  But maybe just think of them as tools in a weathering-the-storm toolbox, and try them out to see what works for you.

    And please see below for that list of resources I promised (past blog posts, podcasts, websites and a few YouTube channels).

Take good care, and hang in there if you're weathering a storm too.


'Resources' -- past blog posts:
https://portraitofperpetualperplexity.blogspot.com/2020/06/apps-for-spirituality-and-self-care.html
~ https://portraitofperpetualperplexity.blogspot.com/2020/07/fork-theory.html
https://portraitofperpetualperplexity.blogspot.com/2020/07/optimism.html
https://portraitofperpetualperplexity.blogspot.com/2020/08/searching-for-cure-all.html
https://portraitofperpetualperplexity.blogspot.com/2022/01/alphabet-blogging-and-apps-ii.html
~ https://portraitofperpetualperplexity.blogspot.com/2023/09/research-your-therapy-type.html (this one contains quite a long list of other websites and resources I compiled previously, so I do recommend clicking into it and scrolling to the end)

Resources - podcasts
~ Hypno Wellness, from Cindy Brainerd
~ Neuro Zen, from 'Neuro Zen Institute'
~ White Lotus Reiki, from Chris Brember
~ Get Well With Me, from Adrianne Hart
~ Desert Voices, from Shaleen Kendrick
~ Wellness for the Hot Mess, from Kristen McGrath and Lexi Rodriguez
~ Affirmations for Spiritual Health and Wellbeing, from Affirmations by Christina
~ Self Care is Sexy, from Kris Braylin
~ as mentioned above, Non Sleep Deep Rest, Optimal Living Daily Yoga Nidra
(I use AntennaPod podcast app, it's free on Android)

Resources -- websites (UK):
https://www.thecalmzone.net/ (Campaign Against Living Miserably)
https://www.mind.org.uk/
~ https://www.nhs.uk/mental-health/
https://www.mentalhealth.org.uk/your-mental-health
https://www.samaritans.org/
~ https://giveusashout.org/ -- 'Shout' helpline, text 'shout' to 85258
~ We are Rethink Mental Illness
Also, as mentioned above, my past post
https://portraitofperpetualperplexity.blogspot.com/2023/09/research-your-therapy-type.html contains quite a long list of other websites and resources I compiled previously, so I really do recommend clicking into it and scrolling to the end for that list

Resources -- YouTube:
www.youtube.com/@jasonstephensonmeditation and www.youtube.com/@TheAwakenedMind
~ https://www.youtube.com/c/SimpleHappyZen
~ www.youtube.com/@TherapyinaNutshell


[See part 2 of this blog in due course for the review of the online course.]


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Friday, 13 February 2026

Resilience vs friction

Part 1
A park bench surrounded by lawns and trees
    I'm doing an online course on coping with stress, and there's a section on resilience.

    For the purposes of doing a sort of a review*, the course has this to say about resilience:

    "Resilience is the capacity to face, overcome, and even be strengthened by difficult experiences. It doesn’t mean being immune to stress, sadness or suffering. It is about coping, recovering, and finding a way to grow and develop positively despite the problems we encounter.

    Everyone has some degree of resilience. To recognise this, we only have to think back to all we’ve been through in our lives and remember the times when we felt overwhelmed by the struggle to keep going"

    Speaking as someone who's currently going through a whole heap of suffering, problems and tough times right now, this triggered a different thought in me.

    It made me think of friction, and how this force can erode even the toughest structures over time.

    The related image in my mind was of a staircase.  And how each step descends further and further.  My current experience is that life has been wearing me down -or forcing me down the stairs, several at time- for some while, now.

    I've been trying to resist the effects of friction, or to strive to linger on a half-way step as best I can.  But the effort is both exhausting and pretty futile.

    This may sound pessimistic on the face of it.  But it led on to another, more inspiring train of thought.

    If we want to come back from problems and tough times stronger -or, in other words, to aim for post-traumatic growth- then we need to find a way to counteract the effects of friction.

    We can't realistically expect to stop it.  There's always going to be something in life that pushes us down.  So perhaps the answer is reclamation.

    Weather the storm -by whatever means necessary- and then make plans to rebuild.

    Recognize that erosion -of energy levels, of confidence, even of sense of self perhaps- has taken place -- and that now it's time to invest in yourself.

    'Contract out' if necessary -- in fact I'd suggest that's a sensible approach.  Let friends and loved ones help you with landscaping your new environment.  Or -when ready- seek out some new experiences and make new acquaintances. 

    No-one is an island, but you could draw up plans to become a lovely park.

    Just like climbing a staircase, it's going to take a bit of time and some effort.  And it won't necessarily prevent future erosion.  But there's no sense waiting around in a depleted state for life's next challenge. You don't want to risk that challenge coming before your resilience-o-meter has had chance to refill.

    Doing something constructive could provide just the sense of accomplishment you need.  And what's more it will counteract feelings of helplessness.

    I'm not gong to say reinvent yourself.  But do prioritize yourself.  Take the time to walk in the park -- literally and figuratively.


[*See part 2 of this blog for the review of the course.]


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Sunday, 4 January 2026

I really hate to ask for money, but I'm asking

A cup containing some small change laying on the ground
    I created a GoFundMe in hopes of raising some donations to help toward the cost of our rent in the coming months.

    You can find it here: Help Us Stay In Our Home.  If you can't donate (which I totally 100% understand), please could we ask you to share the campaign as widely as possible, in hopes it will l the inbox of someone who can help a little?  Thank you.


    Some additional background to this is recounted below.  Please don't feel obliged to read it if you don't want to, but I wanted to share some more detail in case people wanted to know why we're asking strangers on the internet for help.

    We rent our home from private landlords and historically they've increased the rent at this time of year (right around Christmas) by £50 a month.  This year in December they hiked it by £100/month.

    I work in local government and have barely had a 1% pay increase in many of the past 15 years, ever since the government introduced austerity measures.  Teachers and the police have received more, but my salary has been far behind the cost of inflation all these years.  I have explained this to our landlords, but their verbal response was, and I quote: "We will start eviction proceedings against you, then."

    My spouse hasn't worked in approximately 10 years due to chronic major depressive disorder, anxiety and agoraphobia.  The welfare state deems my salary to be "too high" for my spouse to be entitled to any welfare benefits, so all these years we've been managing on a single income.  (They're also isn't entitled, therefore, to any help towards health costs, like prescription charges.)

    We actually both have chronic ill-health, as I was diagnosed with hypothyroidism some 17 or so years ago (with long-standing generalised anxiety disorder and then secondary depression, too).  However, neither of us can get any disability benefits because we're not deemed "disabled enough" (again, this is due to decades of austerity measures resulting in severe restriction of the eligibility criteria for disability benefits).

    Due to illness in the extended family I latterly have increased travel costs due to additional caring responsibilities, as I'm now needing to spend approximately £200/month extra visiting my elderly parents each week, instead of being able to go monthly just after pay day.  Despite our NHS, there's no healthcare available for ensuring that their medications are administered in a timely and accurate fashion, and they've lost the ability to have oversight of this independently.  Under the rules of the power of attorney which my parents donated a couple of years ago, I'm not allowed to accept any financial help from them for the cost of this travel, despite them selflessly wanting to help (and despite them currently still having the mental capacity to make the offer).

    Because of both my chronic ill-health and increased caring responsibilities, I've no time or energy left in which to get a 2nd job.  Whilst my spouse has begun trying to look for work, they're -as you might imagine-they're finding it difficult to present as a desirable candidate, especially given the competition in the current job market.

    Being able to raise some funds in the short term might not seem like much, but it'll most certainly take much of the added stress out of the situation, and hopefully may even enable us to start saving toward a deposit & 1st month's rent to move to a new place in the next year or so.  I'll probably need to take out a loan to cover the entire deposit and 1st month, but having a bit of breathing room will also allow me time in which to improve my credit score, making it more likely I can get a loan approved (it's not a bad score right now, but it just isn't the best it could be).


    Thank you again if you read the above bit of our story.  My sincere apologies for the mutual awkwardness of needing to ask for money.


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Saturday, 1 March 2025

A belated New Year celebration

    Some years ago, after a discussion on The Cauldron, I decided that I'd select Imbolc as my pagan-y New Year.
    (Before that discussion it hadn't ever occurred to me to have a pagan New Year on a separate occasion from the secular one.  I'd heard it mentioned that Samhaim is considered the witchy new year, but that holiday -although one of my favourites- doesn't feel like the start of a new year to me.  So I picked something different)

    I don't always manage to remember, as by that time of the year I'm deep into the daily grind of work (and it's also beginning to transition into our busiest time by the start of February, so I can be heavily distracted by then).
    This year, for instance, we 
we had a lot of comicons and such at the start of February (and I'm officially a part of the same cosplay group as my spouse now, so that means being 'on duty' with charity fundraising activities all day long -- both a good thing and at the same time something of a nuisance).
    Being busy with both work and events meant that I was too tired to plan a celebration at the beginning of last month.

    So this year I've instead selected the first of March, i.e. today, as a substitute.
    I've decorated, in the form of a string of blue and green lights (they were originally Christmas lights but the yellow and red ones packed up, which makes them perfect for my purposes as blue's my favourite colour and of course green's nicely representative of the coming Spring).
    One year I made a little string of daisies out of craft foam, so I'm going to hunt those out to decorate the living room light fitting (if I can find them...).

    On my pagan holidays I very often do a bit of my day job work (despite it being a Saturday) because it's work which is of benefit to the local community).
    I also aim to do a bit of 'e-volunteering' on the 
Zooniverse site later, if I leave myself enough time (again, because it's work which is of benefit to wider society).

    I plan to have a bit of a ritually cleansing shower after that.  (This consists of including the four elements, by opening the windows wide for air, lighting a candle for fire, and collecting the first bit of -cold- shower water to give to the house plants for earth.  And of course the shower itself for water.)
    I'll then include a bit more self-care, in the form of all the personal grooming types of tasks I tend to neglect, such as moisturising, maybe painting my nails for the first time this year, and so on.

    Starting the spring cleaning would be an awesomely good move, as my de-cluttering efforts have waned a bit latterly and I need to get back on it.  That's maybe a task for tomorrow, if I have the energy.  Even just some regular cleaning and household tasks would be good (and thereby inevitably ruin those nicely painted fingernails!).

    Not the most exciting of blog posts, but -given that it's been well over a year since I last posted anything at all- at least I can feel a sense of accomplishment for having posted something.


Snowdrops photo by Yoksel 🌿 Zok on Unsplash


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Sunday, 12 November 2023

Book review (partial): You Can Heal Your Life, by Louise L. Hay

    Forgive my book review, I'm not used to this so it almost certainly won't take the form of conventional book reviews or ones you might be used to.  These are just my thoughts, probably very clumsily expressed.

    How I came to try this book was because I'm a big fan of The Tapping Solution app (consisting of Emotional Freedom Technique) and the creators incorporated ideas & affirmations from this author.
    So I therefore thought this book might be worth trying out.  I was wrong.

    For me, you see, it comes across as far too Christian.  I've a large degree of Christianity 'baggage' and it makes me very resistant to content which speaks of Christian ideas.
    So phrases such as "I am one with the very Power which created me" (as an affirmation), "The Universal Power Never Judges or Criticizes Us" and "knowing there is only One Intelligence in this Universe" just really put me off.

    I'm also very contrary, so I really resent assertions such as: "we are all 100% responsible for everything in our lives".
    These factors put me in a not-very-receptive frame of mind leafing through the book and starting in on chapter one.

    I even found myself annotating in the margins: "Is this a self help book?"; as the author states that we all have: "foolish, outmoded, negative ideas".
    The point is a valid one, but I felt it wasn't very sympathetically expressed, given that the author is meant to be this fount of compassion.

    The author also made some sweeping claims with no substantiation or evidence, such as: "All Disease Comes From a State of Unforgiveness" and "Resentment that is long held can eat away at the body and become the disease we call cancer" and "Criticism that is long held can often lead to arthritis in the body".
    I'm aware that research does in fact continue to affirm the theory of the mind-body connection, but the author cites none of this in this chapter of the book.
    Anecdotal evidence is still evidence, I guess, but the sample size is likely statistically insignificant - and none of the author's own research (if any were undertaken) is presented, not even as case study, in this first chapter.
    So it had me thinking, where's the evidence for these very specific observations?  There are reading recommendations at the back of the book, but there's no bibliography of sources from an evidentiary perspective.

    "I have found that forgiving and releasing resentment will dissolve even cancer."
    I'm sorry, no, that's potentially harmful advice in my view.

    Then there's the bit about how we all choose our own parents and when/how we get born i.e. we pick our own lives & circumstances.
    You want to tell readers who might have been through some really horrific things that they picked that life at their moment of conception?  No.  Just doesn't mesh with my own beliefs, and provokes irritation in me.
    So I hadn't even finished chapter 1 and I'm so resistant to the ideas being presented in this book.  I felt I had to continue reading, though, in order to write this book review.

    Chapter 2 began with lists of concerns the author's client's had presented to her during her practice.  Four paragraphs of same.  A page and a half, almost.
    For me, for a self-help book, that's too much dwelling on the negative.  I guess it might work for some readers, who maybe need to read through that stuff to identify with why the book could be helpful.

    I couldn't keep reading the book, not even to provide a full book review.  (In fact, I couldn't even gift it to someone or give it away 2nd hand.  I dismantled it to use as junk-journaling fodder.)

    So this isn't really a book review, it's a chapter and a half review.  Sorry.  But I just couldn't keep putting that stuff into my mind.

    In summary, you might get on better with this title than I if, say, you don't mind stuff with a bit of a Christian flavour and which isn't terribly science-backed.  If, say, you'd just like a few affirmations in print (actually, it that's what you want then you might want her other title Trust Life).
    But otherwise, I feel there are likely more helpful titles out there.  For example:  Why has Nobody Told Me This Before? by Dr Julie Smith, for one.


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Wednesday, 18 October 2023

A day in the life... Or, a collection of issues

Sheep, including one which is looking directly at the camera
    I wish I were an animator, as some of what I'd like to talk about would be much easier expressed in animation.  But alas I'm not.
    This isn't what I was planning to write about for my next post, but these are some things which have been playing on my mind increasingly of late.
    Also, this is not in fact a typical day in my life, so I probably should have titled this something different, but here we are.  I sort of just wanted to get down a list of things which I routinely experience.
    Finally, I can't imagine anyone will actually be interested to read this.  But then again, perhaps someone will, and perhaps even someone who's also suffering, and maybe they'll feel less alone as a result.

    I've written before about some of the issues I'm dealing with.  I suspect I've undiagnosed dyspraxia, or possibly ADHD.
    I've always been clumsy and excessively disorganized, with terrible balance (we've always joked that it's my tiny feet that cause me to teeter and fall down a lot, but that's not really what it is).
    I hadn't ever been able to learn sports or to dance or a musical instrument as a child because I just couldn't coordinate my digits/limbs sufficiently.
    I wasn't able to learn to drive as my brain couldn't translate all the manual skills into muscle memory, no matter how long I practiced.  
    I don't have a diagnosis (just generalised anxiety and depression, as things stand), but I've always experienced the symptoms of emotional dysregulation and rejection sensitive dysphoria.
    I also have physical ill-health, including a condition which leaves me tired all the time (and I have frequent dizzy spells).  Oh, and insomnia.

    Every day begins with a struggle to wake up and get up.  Every day.  Latterly I work from home and I thank the universe for it (and long may it last).  [I really don't know how I ever used to manage to get myself up, groomed (-ish, anyways), and commuted to work Mondays through Fridays.]  And then once I'm up I berate myself for not being able to get moving every morning.  Every morning.  And then I have to put my perceived failings to the back of my mind to try and work, or at the weekends to try and crack on with housework.
    Now and again someone will say something to me like: why don't you just get out of bed when your alarms first goes off?  Or, why don't you just go to bed a bit earlier?  I wish I could force those people to live in my world for just a single day.

    I spend my days reproaching myself for moving and acting like a 90 year old, when I'm half that age.  But when you can be hit with dizzy spells at any given moment (oh, and you're a clumsy bugger, too) you learn to move very deliberately.
    We no longer have glass drinking vessels in our home as I've smashed them all over time (not deliberately, or by throwing them or anything -- usually it's while doing the washing up, I'll drop them on one another, or smash them into something while turning to place a wet item to drain).  Instead, we have bamboo beakers.  I even managed to break one of those, once, so we're down to just 3 left out of a set of 4.
    Crockery gets smashed frequently as well.  Including the teapot which I'd inherited from my late mother-in-law.

    Although I mostly try to move very deliberately, I sometimes forget, or if other people are also moving around me I feel under pressure to go more quickly so as not to hold people up.
    That's usually when I'll fall, turn an ankle or bump my hips or thighs into something, leaving bruises, occasionally scratches.  Sometimes it's my arms that bump into doorhandles.  Sometimes it's my head.
    No, my spouse doesn't hurt me, he's not that type of guy.  In my case, I really did walk into a door, or some shit.

    I also lose things.  Gloves on buses, hats on trains, umbrellas in shops.  Not it isn't a Dr Seuss rhyme, it's my life.  Wallets at least every other year (I've given up on replacing all the cards, so now I do without loyalty cards -- even though we could honestly do with the discounts etc.)
    Keys and phones... [Frantically touching wood!]  I've managed not to outright lose these in some years now, but they're frequently mislaid around the home and even outside of it, like on the lawn.  I use Google to ring my phone at least once per day lately (I can't just ring it from the house phone, as I never remember to put the ringer back on in a morning after it's been on silent overnight.  Worse still, sometimes the battery is flat because I forgot to charge it!)

    In a morning I'm meant to leave up to 4 hours between taking my medication and eating, as some foods interfere with the absorption of my synthetic thyroxine.  (That's IF I remember to take my medication when I wake up in the morning, which is getting increasingly rare.)
    I used to struggle with this interval, as if I don't eat within about an hour of waking I can get really nauseous.  Latterly, though, I've been managing to do it (most days), and I'm doing intermittent fasting (because I feel like I've tried everything else).
    But my hyperfocus then means that once I get started on work I don't remember to eat anything.  For hours.
    I frequently take my 20 minute lunch break somewhere between 15:00 and 16:00 (sometimes even later).  This isn't ideal, as I can sometimes get light-headed without any food intake.  I can also get irritable, too.
    I also don't remember to drink enough fluids, and I can end up fractionally dehydrated.
    I don't take screen breaks, and by mid-afternoon my eyes are so badly strained I'm struggling to keep them open to keep looking at my screen, in fact they outright hurt (and sometimes I get headaches).

    Part of my role at work includes a level of customer service.  My neurodivergence [whatever flavour it turns out to be] means that my mind works in a very particular way.  Receiving phone calls and Teams messages scattered throughout my day interrupts destroys my focus to a disproportionate degree.
    It's been known for me to discard a piece of work I've spent 45 minutes on following a series of interruptions, because it just seems easier to start again from scratch rather than try to get back to where I was.
    Again, I don't know how I used to cope when we were working in an office.  Actually, I do.  I recall having to retreat to the toilet cubicle multiple times throughout the day, not because of a need to pee but rather because I needed to reset.  I wore earplugs -not earbuds, actual earplugs- wherever possible due to the chatter of colleagues which continually split disrupted my focus.
    Even working from home, I sometimes have days when I have such a long string of interruptions that it just somehow throws a spanner in my brain and at a certain point my brain just shuts pretty much down.
    I simply can't get my nervous system to reset, and calm down, and settle back into some work.  Those days, I have to just admit defeat, give up on whatever I was planning to do, or working on, and just do some really light & undemanding work the rest of that day, such as tickbox exercises.

    I structure my work week very heavily, because it's what I've found works best over the years.  But those neural pathways are so ingrained, now, that if I have to do something different on a given day than what I'd usually be doing -say, because of a deadline- then I struggle significantly.
    Sometimes I simply cannot drag my thought processes from what I'd usually be doing that day.  I'll try to do it, but my mind just keeps going repeatedly back to whatever it knows I "should" be doing that day, and won't focus on the other thing.
    I think I'm perceived as rude, because if someone is trying to speak to me while I'm in the middle of doing something I struggle -again- to tear my mind from what I'm doing to what they're saying.
    It's been known for me to turn my head in the direction of the person speaking, but with my eyes still firmly on my monitor screen, like some sort of a cartoon character!

    When I'm stressed or overwhelmed, my cognitive function becomes impaired (or, rather, more impaired than usual).  I can stare at a screen or at a set of closed kitchen cupboard doors for a disproportionate length of time, because I just can't seem to force my brain to fathom out what steps I need to be performing.
    This worries me, because I recall when I did Dementia Friend training, one of the examples they discussed was difficulty with the steps to make a cup of tea.  I frequently have difficulty with the steps to make a cup of tea?  Do I, therefore, have early onset dementia?!

    My motor skills develop what I think of as a sort of 'stutter'.  I'll start to reach out with my hand, stop and draw my hand back, and then repeat this action over and over multiple times.
    Or I'll stand up and start to walk in a direction, only to start to walk in the opposite direction after half a step because I've thought of something else.  And then back the first direction again, and so on & so forth.
    We joke that I'm like a video game character that has developed a glitch.  But although I make light of it sometimes, it upsets me deep down and I get frustrated with myself.
    The stuttering hand thing worries me sometimes, especially during cooking - sharp knives, hot pans etc and a wildly stuttering hand: not a great combination.  Not that I can manage to cook often as I'm not a natural chef or someone who finds it enjoyable.  Instead, it stresses me and is guaranteed to provoke concerning occurrences.

    I get a level of verbal aphasia when I'm stressed or sleep-deprived.  Or rather, historically, I used to get it when I was stressed or sleep-deprived.  Latterly, it is happening on a daily basis.
    I frequently use the wrong words for things.  I'm usually aware that I've done it after the fact (as far as I know, anyway!)  Often the word I've used by mistake is similar.  For example, I might say washing machine when what I meant was dishwasher.
    Other times, I simply seem to stall part way through speaking a sentence.  I might make a ridiculous noise, like a grunt or growl, when I realise I can't seem to force the end of the sentence out.
    We often laugh about it, but then there have been other times when I've become so frustrated with myself that I've literally slapped my own face, hard.

    This symptom is another thing which worries me.  I'm sure I probably haven't suffered a mini-stroke or something without knowing it, but I can't help but worry.

    Out of sight is out of mind, so -for example- documentation which comes through the post and gets put down on a pile gets forgotten about and never actioned.  Even if it's important.  Even if it's legal documentation.
    It's not unusual for me to take a year or even eighteen months to get around to a task.  Which -you can imagine- often creates problems.
    For example, a faulty product which needs returned within 28 days.  It won't get returned, and now we've got a defunct piece of clutter laying around our place.
    And I can't part with said thing because it cost money.  Maybe someone at the repair cafe can do something with it?  Ha! Maybe so, IF I ever got around to actually showing up on the day it's taking place in my area (or any area, actually).
    My family and friends all think I'm really thoughtless as I never remember birthdays or anniversaries.

    And then sometimes out of the blue I'll get some new and weird symptom.  Like last night, when I unexpectedly experienced an instance of trypophobia for the first time ever.  And then I inexplicably laid in bed awake for hours -hours- trying to think of any and all objects in our home with clusters of little holes (there are almost none -- and anyway, why did my mind want to catalogue such things if it was feeling uncomfortable about similar ones?  See, weird.).

    I know I'll probably obsess about the above post for the rest of tonight, including overnight (for whatever weird reason).
    My mind will be trying to think of other things which I wished I'd included in the above account (I'm sure there'll be some).  Not that it matters, this is meant to be a bit of a flavour, not an exhaustive autobiographical volume of War and Peace or something.  But my mind is a law unto itself.
    My family thought it amusing when I recounted my efforts to count sheep to combat insomnia, but my sheep wouldn't behave themselves and balked & ran riot instead.  And I get that the anecdote is amusing.  But it is, in fact, also my life.

Ah, well.


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Sunday, 3 September 2023

Research your therapy type

 

    I've been trying to come at this blog post for a little bit now, so I hope this reads clearly.

    The key message is: research your therapy type (you'd never have guessed, would you?).

    The reason I say this is based on my personal journey.  In my early 20s I was sent to Cognitive Behaviour Therapy for generalised anxiety disorder (although I'm not certain that diagnosis necessarily existed in those terms back then).

    I didn't get on with CBT -- so much so that I felt it was making my anxiety worse.  So I stopped attending.
    I will admit, I only gave it 2 sessions, which isn't necessarily long enough to know if you'll ultimately get on with something or not.  (I wrote about this in a previous blog post here.)

    But back then the therapist didn't take the trouble to explain CBT or how it worked.  I'm not an expert and -neither have I done any research- (so I could be entirely wrong), but my feeling now looking back is: CBT was fairly new, and the practitioner I was sent to still harkened back to psychotherapy type approaches.  (Think Freud and the like saying: "how was your relationship with your mother?")
    And what was delivered to me in those 2 sessions was the worst of both worlds.  It was neither a humanistic talking therapy/counselling -which is what I thought I wanted at that time- nor was it fully realized CBT.

    I've since been referred for CBT again for both depression secondary to chronic fatigue (Behavioural Activation) and for the GAD again, a year or 2 ago.
    This time, once again, the practitioners still didn't take the time to help me understand CBT.  And I still had my previous bad experience colouring my attitudes.
    So this go around the BA practitioner did her best, even gave me a couple of extra sessions, but it didn't help.  And the CBT one gave up on trying to use CBT techniques fully with me.  It gave me a bit of an easy 'out' from doing the work at that time, but equally it meant that those 6 sessions were a bit of a waste of time for both of us.

    What has changed my opinion is a self-help book I bought called Why Has Nobody Told Me This Before by Dr Julie Smith.  (Look out for a book review I think I'll probably write in due course.)

    The book basically seems to contain CBT techniques (I say 'seems' as I'm only up to around chapter 4 as I write this).  The difference is, Dr Smith takes the time in the pages to explain why the techniques work.  That's it.  No terribly highfalutin science.  Just a compassionately written, very readable how-to guide.

    It almost seems too simple to be true, in many respects.  Very straightforward to comprehend.

    AND I've been using the first few techniques, AND they're working for me.  (They're somewhat less simple to use habitually than to read up on, of course.  But if working on one's self was that easy we could all be totally mentally healthy overnight -- if only!  And that word I used there -habitually- is a pretty key one.)

    Anyway, with that wonderful benefit: hindsight, I wondered whether CBT could have helped me sooner, had I understood from the outset how it's supposed to work?  (Being charitable, it's possible it might not have, because it's possible I simply wasn't ready at the time.  We'll never know.)

    In conclusion, I want to recommend that anyone going for therapy research what type you're going to be getting, whether you're paying privately and have the luxury of shopping around, or taking what you can get on the NHS/via your insurance.  It may well be helpful in how successful your treatment is.

    This could be as simple as asking the practitioner to outline their approach for you in your initial consultation with them.  (And if their initial explanation doesn't do it for you, keep asking until you feel comfortable, or ask if they have any literature they can point you to.)

    I feel like this YouTube video from Kati Morton's channel gives a good -and brief- overview of CBT, if you're looking for a place to start.  Additionally, the British Association for Counselling and Psychotherapy provides an A-Z list of therapy types on their website, here.

    Finally, if you're someone who'd struggle to access mental health services for any reason, I've included some resources (in the UK, unless marked with*) which you might like to look at as a starting point (but -ideally- not a substitute -- please prioritize your mental health, everyone).
    These are below (as hyperlinks, in case that isn't clear in your browser):
 
Almost all of the above require internet access, at least initially, so if you don't have this you may also want to be aware of your local library service: Local library services - GOV.UK (www.gov.uk)

Podcasts I recommend, too:

I previously recommended The Doctor's Farmacy from Mark Hyman, and I do still believe it to be an informative resource, but I feel it's more for those who want to gain a very in depth understanding of functional medicine, whereas the above podcasts are a bit more general and therefore accessible.


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The National Health Service, and some tips for navigation

     In many ways we here in England are lucky to have the NHS, as compared to health services in certain other nations.     (When it comes ...