I haven't written in a while.. Things were truly terrible last I wrote. Then I broke my hip, foot and had to have surgery because of the workout I did at the gym pushing my body further than it could manage.
I always go to one extreme or the other. I've put on like five stone in four months. It's ridiculous. When my hip kind of snapped on the stairwell I decided not to take anything beyond ibuprofen and paracetamol.
When I found out at the Hospital I would be admitted and require surgery I made a decision to turn this negative as a positive so I gave my mum all my nicotine and swore I would use the opportunity to quit vaping and I did.
I've been a bit back and forth with pain meds, for the most part I've avoided them. They gave me liquid morphine to take home though and I used it because the pain is surreal but it made me lose my grip on reality and completely disassociate so I poured it down the sink in front of my nurses.
They didn't discover the break in my foot until two weeks later but I broke it at the same time. I told my sister. Her and everyone else says it's shocking that they missed it and left me walking on it for two weeks as if surgery didn't make it difficult enough.
The thing is I've been screwed over by the nhs too many times to count. Especially but not exclusively mental health. My daughter was taken in to foster care because of a wrong diagnosis.
I can't keep letting this sh** slide so tomorrow I'm getting a health complaints advocate and consulting a solicitor. I haven't read @trentshelton protect your peace but I intend to and am willing to bet he would advise me to stop being the victim and start being a contender.