A while ago, I added my “e-signature” to a petition hoping to make the government aware of Pelvic Girdle Pain, hoping that they would allot some money to fund research into treatment. A few days ago I received the government’s reply - not very impressive. By the government, I actually mean the 10 Downing Street place… but as I am a Welsh lady, I may spend some time looking into the Welsh Assembly website to see if they have a similar e-petition option, perhaps they will have enough funds spare to do some good?
10 Downing Street’s reply to the petition.
In other, more personal, news - I had a letter from Atos Healthcare (aka, the Disability Living Allowance’s magical cronies who employ doctors to perform medical checks for them) giving me a map and date to attend a medical. I telephoned them, letting them know how impossible it would be for me to attend and asking for a home visit.
“Oh… um… you’ll need your GP to fax us a medical reason why this is difficult for you.”
“Ok,” I said, “could you give me the fax number, please?”
“Um…” -3 minutes later- “…yes, here it is.”
Yesterday I queued up at 8am in the pouring rain waiting for the surgery to open at half past. There were 12 people already there. 12! On a rainy Thursday morning half an hour before “open surgery” began! Oh Ely Bridge Surgery, how busy thou art. My GP of choice is currently on holiday, alas, but the Dr. that I saw was lovely and promised to send the fax off that very day. So now I wait again with baited breath to hear about my new appointment.
Today I had a phonecall from the hospital reminding me of my MRI and injections this time next week - wish me good luck, won’t you?
Happy happy happiness - my mum is coming to visit on the 27th-29th (27th is her birthday!) and that will be so lovely. It’s been quite a while since I’ve seen her and I know she misses us as much as we miss her. It’s upsetting that I can’t go running around showing her all the lovely sights of Cardiff that I’d like to share with her, but she doesn’t seem to mind.
I wish I didn’t hurt so much.
