It's a beautiful warm summer's day...

Not a song lyric this time.  Its from Sapphire and Steel, the one with the railway station.  One of my favourites and one of the best TV drama series ever. IMHO.  Also Lumley.

I am still stuck in a bit of a quagmire but trying to push my way through piece by piece.  I have a nasty throat infection going on, and cannot get through to the doctors.  Speaking of which here is a vignette which gives an idea of my current situation wrt MH services here.

So at the moment I have a preliminary diagnosis of Asperger's-like syndrome with PD.  The psychiatrist, who from the start acted more like the scarecrow from the wizard of oz ( you could go this way, or you could go that way....) said she wasnt going to diagnose it, i needed a psychologist.  She then gave me a list of psychologists she had heard of and suggested I contact them.
I tried, but most of them were not taking patients, and certainly not that way.  So i asked her for additional help.  Not much occurred there so after trying again I asked my GP what to do.  he said he could refer direct to Adult Services (not as fun as it sounds) and so he did.  But because I am on the books at the MH team the request bounced straight back to them, and they said I should sort it myself because paperwork and it takes too long.

So even a diagnosis is denied me by Dr Fuckwit and her stooges.

If I wasn't suicidal before I went, I am now,  The lesson here is that there is no help.  This is as good as I will ever feel.  I just have to decide if I can put up with that.  I suspect the answer is no.

For those who missed this...

Got a little black book with my poems in. http://rantingsciencezebra.blogspot.com/2015/02/got-little-black-book-with-my-poems-in.html