Am I Still Ill?

Hi Peeps. Today , after meeting my Care Coordinator Wayne for coffee and breakfast we both turned up for an appointment with Gavin’s line manager at Haringey Council.

Wayne couldn’t stay long. I felt apprehensive as we phoned her extension and were let in. I had had dealings with her before, though only by email and letter. So I was all geared up to face yet more stonewalling.

As ever, though, I approached her with an open mind and heart, and she turned out to be a little bit of a star.

She was a quiet and gently-spoken black lady. She seemed to ‘get’ the situation that I described. I warmed to her, and she to me.

Gavin is not at work today but she undertook to speak to him tomorrow about trying to arrange another mediated meeting with Equals. Failing that, she said she would ask that they put their complaints against me in writing.

It’s been two good and productive days in The Campaign. What happened at DRA yesterday was immensely cheering, as were the supportive emails from my son, though he seems to be frowning at my decision to post them here. I told him if he objects I can take them down, but I felt they were far too wonderful to be kept to myself and the two parties concerned, Angela Salway and Richard Adam (ex best friend and partner respectively).

Glad the snow is melting, at least here in North London. I just can’t stand slippy sliding my way around the ungritted death traps that the pavements become.

Just one more way that pedestrians and non-drivers are punished for doing the right thing!

Later on today I have my counselling session and Alpha.

Lots of love and blessings, folks. Z xxx