I was looking into where you need to go if you end up on the streets because as it also states in this document .. as they interviewed people and they said "You ask for help but you do not get it"?!
Yeah .. tell me about it. Everyone seems to get donations in the hundreds of thousands of millions a year of the British public to talk to you for a bit as that might cure you and if that fails .. send you on to someone else who in turn sends you onto someone else and eventually your back where you started.
I have even asked where to go or where to sleep several times and they cannot even fucking tell me that?!
Document and questions all done by St Mungos, whoever they are?
I have been thinking
about that for the past few hours.
The last I heard my
granddaughter was going to be kept in for tests. The trouble is I
have no confidence in whatever it is they will tell us.
I can also state at
this point that .. this is not the first time my granddaughter has
been in hospital and that .. this seizure that she has had has
happened previously. Though not to this level.
What has been
tormenting me beyond belief is the sight of her lying in that bed,
tube down her throat and trying to stay conscious and look at the
phone because she could hear my voice. Me, every now and then,
wondering if that might be the last image of the little one I will
ever see?!
I have a knife here I
have kept hidden and I keep on thinking about it.
I was already having a
breakdown before I got that phone-call and I am having something of a
double-breakdown it seems and feels like.
I have run out of
diazepam, propranalol and now rampiril and have been unable to
acquire replenishments despite attempting to do somewhat more than
half a dozen times!
You would think that
the NHS with access to my records might be fully unerstanding? But,
no. The once great institution that they still try to claim is great
today and did so just a morning or two ago on BBC News 24.
I had thought about
going to hospital today .. what with the breakdown I was having and
the lack of pills and was determined not to be fobbed off with no
pills as well as something that works better than the 80mg of
Propranalol I was previously on.
I am fed up with the
NHS, apart from the lying, falsifying and omissions, giving out low
weights of what are mostly crap drugs that end up never working or
not working very well. Only to then go and find that something works
.. equally well or better elsewhere. This is true of so many drugs I
have had it is not true!
Only .. one of them I
have used .. sent my anxiety through the roof the last time I used it
and have not used it since .. I mean it was a living nightmare and
damned good job I did not know where my knife was at the time?!
When the video call
came .. the plan to visit the hospital for a showdown over my missing
drugs and pills to handle the breakdowns kind of went out the window.
I am stuck in a very
tiny room, six by nine feet, and am emotionally bullied by someone in
a way that I did not expect and I am more or less stuck here.
I would kill to have
somewhere else to stay right now but I do not know what to do or who
to approach.
Added to this when I
have approached anyone in the past they have been utterly useless and
have achieved absolutely nothing up until now and the very last thing
I have ongoing should have had a result by now but did not. That is
the recent court hearing over my disabilities whereby the Judge did
not even bother to turn up. Would you believe they sent out a letter
to me that arrived the ext day, making it sound like it was cancelled
with plenty of time to spare? Funny as I was sitting there when the
clerk informed me that the Judge had not turned up. It took great
bloody effort to do that and I was relieved I was there and that none
of my symptoms had stopped me from getting there. I will say it came
close as I thought I was having a heart attack on the way there. It
pisses me off because my presence cannot prove anything anyway so I
am being deliberately tortured and this will be the fifth time I have
attended one of these hearings for the exact same thing ..
NOTHING .. has fucking
changed in over ten years .. except my symptoms which have increased
in number and some with frequency and intensity too. Like right now!
Maybe the insistence on
your presence in court is part of some grand plan to kill people off?
I know I have had some tinfoil hat people and some non-tinfoil hat
people use the word 'culling' with everything that is going on.
The government has even
been accused of such things, continues on anyway and shut down
website after website that claims as much ..
.. I have always gotten
away with it because I do not claim these things are the case ..
until I acquire evidence to the fact and then I publish it. Or,
indeed, someone else publishes proof of the fact.
I have produced much of
my own while at other times others have proved it within the news
media .. well that is the things that the news media does not go out
of its way to avoid.
Often the news media
has no choice and is .. selective in the way it reports something.
Take Alfie Evans? I did not see anyone .. anywhere point out the
problem with Judge Hayden's comments about legal proceedings set out
by Alfie's parents. Giving a decision based on another court case
that has not even started. Basically being told that they wont get
what they want, I presume allowing Alfie home, until they drop the
legal proceedings against the NHS and those three now infamous
Doctors.
What I also do not know
in all this is whether or not Alfie had been seen previously or how
on it had gone on for.
What I also failed to
realise is that .. this case alone will make every parent that would
normally rely in the NHS scared of going anywhere near the NHS with
their child.
DO not be surprised if
a year or two from now there are reports of people fleeing the UK
with their children to be treated elsewhere in the world. I know if I
had the means and the money my granddaughter and I would not be in
the UK at this very moment.
It is currently well
after 4pm and I got fed up with being curled up in a foetal position
with visions of my daughter or knives while holding my hands over my
face not being able to use Film 4 and some old black and white movies
to take my mind of everything.
So I thought I would
have a go at writing this out .. in case I cannot later.
I did have a phone-call
earlier and that is how I made the statement about the little one
bing kept in hospital overnight. If it takes that long and nothing is
discovered by the afternoon.
I am also assuming this
is Arrowe Park Hospital in the Wirral which fills me with fear too.
My one experience was bad, my daughter;s experiences since have been
bad and by all accounts .. many previous experiences have been bad
too. According to the locals up there.
Good God .. how are
humans, well those of us that are, supposed to endure all this?!
To call it
'overwhelming' would be an understatement and I feel like .. I don't
know it is is explode or implode?!
Sometimes it feels like
'seams' in your head and it feels like they are gradually coming
apart .. little by excruciating little. If only those crowd funding
sites I had set up while living up ther ehad worked?! SIGH
Jesus Christ, I wish I
knew what the answer to all this was?
Cervical cancer, two
lots of Fibromyalgia, two lots of Autism with the most severe now
being denied, blood clots, two lots of very high blood pressure, one
case of homelessness with another five being threatened. Domestic
violence. Involved in a murder court case where the murderer gets off
with a £250 fine and six points on his driver's licence and Police
fucking up the evidence by allowing it to be contaminated? Police
claiming they stopped smuggling into Walton Prison on the news when
they had not and we were still getting harassing phone-calls. All
this between my daughter, four grandchildren and myself .. how can
this be?!
Do not forget we got
ZERO help from anyone and only one offer of help left .. which I find
out about in a couple of weeks .. if I am still around and somehow
manage to make it to the court hearing?!
We cannot be the only
ones going through this and maybe even worse than us? Though it is
quite difficult to imagine how it could be worse but the fact remains
there could be?
If this is the case and
there are dozens .. if not hundreds of other cases like ours how have
they stayed out of the news media?!
I tried so very hard to
get noticed .. over and over again .. just like I did in a court case
against my daughter where I told the court that I guarantee that if
they do what they did .. that ..
.. my daughter
would end up with the life from hell!
Well
.. it ended up far, far worse than even I could have imagined.
To
the point where she just tells me time after time on the phone that
she just wants to die.
That
is what the local authorities can do for YOU!
Ooh
Jesus .. just had a video-call and relieved to see my granddaughter
up and about. Nothing on what is wrong with her and worried now they
will just send her home and we will be back to where we was. Having
to hound a healthcare worker to hell and back to get them to do
anything and find out what is wrong with a child that is barely three
years old?!
My
daughter was told that they will decide whether they will allow her
to go home or not.
But
.. if you do not know what it is .. how can you do that? To save
money no doubt as wages for the health service is far more important
than the lives they are tasked to save these days.
Why
else would you keep paying these high salaries while sending people
home that results in lives being lost? It has happened. It is
happening.
My
daughter's friend was sent home while her unborn child was dead
despite complaining of severe headaches and visually swollen legs.
This was the same area and likely the same hospital. She was then
subjected to bullying attempts that reduced her to tears what I now
know to be a midwife to get their hands on some report or medical
record. To the point where she admitted that she previousy thought my
claims about the NHS (believed the others) were mad. Then said “Your
Dad was right, he was right about everything!”
Oh
and I am trying to fight my way into creating something .. getting
out when I can and fighting my pains and my fears to get a few
hundred photos so that I can create a thousand and put them on my
Flickr account. Name is 'allnights1'.
I
have a dozen blogs I have been working on for well over five years
and a YouTube account and now been uploading photographs to a Flickr
account that numbers over 2,200 photos. I have also ad very recently
been uploading these to Tumblr, Twitter, Instagram and Facebook.
When
I cannot get out there are .. other things I can do .. when they do
not slip my short term memory issues, that is.
I
might also add that we were told that this little one was Autistic
too. So we spent months trying to get our heads around that. Whereas
this one scored .. over 80 or 90, I think it was, her older sister
scored 225 on one test. Anything above 70 means that the child is
Autistic. Except now .. the one that scored highly and therefore
severely Autistic, which has been seen by everyone that knows her as
her behaviour has deteriorated in that time, is now .. not Autistic.
Only a report stating the exact age that the Paediatrician was going
to state appeared in a report that turned up at my daughter's home.
Odd because the Paediatrician was meant to have seen her before then
but failed to turn up .. turning up at the school a week to ten days
or more later. Now go figure that one out!
If this is another case
of negative results from tests then I would have lost count of the
number of times I have heard about negative tests in recent years. My
own, one brother's tests, my daughter and two grandchildren.
Shit! I have just been
bullied by this person .. because she just HAS to go on and on about
some fucking workmen coming in here next week because SHE says its
important! Yeah .. she knows about the child .. but has to make a
fucking big thing out of nothing! Mountains out of molehills!
I am now seriously
stressed out and I want out!
I am wondering whether
or not to now go to hospital if there is anyone I can ring to get out
of here .. non family and friends as they are few and all out of the
question! I am going to fucking lose it here!
EDIT: I told them earlier of the situation and they thought they would come back and go on at me in a few hours time .. I have emailed the Samaritans .. or someone like that I cannot recall, begging for help on how to get out of here!
I feel like I have been
on cruise control while my brain has been in some nether region of my
mind I am not familiar with. Even my pharmacist commented on my …
vacant … look.
Going to the Citizen's
Advice was a complete waste of time, apart from the fact … hmm …
I am having trouble pressing the keys down on my keyboard? They feel
… tougher.
Yeah they would not let
me in, despite the fact I have a case, and told me they wont deal
with me on the phone? I have to take a ticket at 9.30am and I guess
hang around they way it was working twenty years ago?!
Except I was asked to
go back to let them know how it went on or if anything changed?
Weird. They expect people to take tickets and hang around doing
nothing just to let them know how things went for their statistics?
Weird.
There was even a row on
the return bus between the driver and an African woman, driver
claiming she had nothing on her Oyster Card while to passenger
claiming that she had already swiped her Oyster Card and had a go and
stated she was going to report the driver.
I spent the day
daydreaming about what options I have left to me. That was all I
wanted to hear from the Citizen's Advice but after two meetings and a
couple of attempts to see someone I still do not know what they are.
I am not going to
Brentwood. I cannot go to Upper Holloway from Enfield and I am going
to court over that and they know it, so why suddenly ask me to go
five times the distance? Something would certainly go horribly wrong
for me if I attempted that journey and I would certainly suffer
badly. So it is going to go the way it always goes and I ask for a
Home Visit that they either say yes to and then do not turn up, three
times in a row, or they will just refuse or mention a taxi. To which
no one on benefits can afford and God only knows how much the fee
would be to go from Enfield to Brentwood. Hmm let us see?
It is 21.2 miles if you
went by car and around the M25 motorway. Of course no one on
benefits, save those that get cars under mobility allowances, which I
do not and only have a Freedom Pass, can go by car or even own a
bloody car.
You would have to
travel right into London to a mainline station I imagine and then a
long journey out to Brentwood. God only knows how far the building is
from the station. I know people that were asked to go to Colchester,
might have been Chelmsford, from Hackney which is central London more
or less. I told them not to bother, they will only refuse them
Personal Independent Payments anyway. These things are rigged and
only exist to make the British public think they are doing things
properly and fairly. Even then they argue that if you got there you
can do a full time job, though where the logic is in this escapes me
and always has. If you do not go they refuse you too and once again
only God would know what logic they use for that excuse?
I feel like I am in a
daze, have done all day. You do all the things you are able to,
contact the people you are able to, go through these horrible limbo
periods of not knowing and at the end you end up five steps further
back than when you first asked for help!
I spent a lot of the
time wondering how I might get by with a part time job and where on
Earth I would find one or if I was capable of doing something part
time?
I spent much time
picturing myself sleeping on park benches and trying to picture a
place I could sleep, where I would go during the day and where people
that are made homeless actually go? At least here in Enfield?
What I also thought
about which always infuriates me is how this is all been happening
for years because they wont give me the proper drug of Sodium Oxybate
for my condition. They will not even allow me to try the next two
drugs on the list that are a best fit for my condition, Milnacipran
and Pregabalin. Even today I picked up my repeat prescription and
once again there was no Methocarbamol on either of them. Despite
asking for it and despite coming off Tramadol at the request of the
neurology specialist at Chase Farm Hospital.
God I suddenly feel
tired and I am also getting that sleepy feeling that is so hard to
fight off. How I wish my body would just completely shut down
completely and put an end to the nightmare.
Oops, I fell asleep.
Now I have to bloody
well go out and get stuff!
Just a question of time now before my Fibromyalgia Syndrome's anxiety attacks overwhelm the medication I am currently taking to control it.
Yeesh! I will be done a that point and I wonder if the rubber legs symptom will strike again and become bloody permanent?!
Well I have been relieved of my responsibilities ... as of last night and two days later than I had first thought.
My friend returns from his five and a half week long holiday around 4pm today.
There is a lot he does not know. Like my rent has yet to be paid and assessed and that the appointments over my seizures and blackouts are so imminent it will blow him away. Two appointments would have been completed within two weeks leaving a final one next February. I think it was next February.
Though it remains to be seen for obvious reasons whether or not this February appointment gets moved forwards. I suspect if it is anything dangerous, ,like the brain tumour possibility, it will be brought forward. If it is Narcolepsy I am not so sure as I am not so sure if there are any dangers associated with Narcolepsy? I mean I do not know if you can just fall asleep walking across a road? I for one have certainly never heard of that but the way some symptoms are described you do wonder. I have not even had it force me to fall asleep even while talking with someone. Not that I talk to many people, you understand?
So I have been sitting on these letters for about a week.
I really have found little time to do many things I normally like to do for the past five weeks and I had a hard enough time finding the time previously. Along with remembering to do things or cover subject matters in posts.
I dread to think how many posts never got made from the outset? A lot, that is for certain.
I am only doing this now because I have only just now photocopied the scan appointment letters because I have to send copies off to people. One is the court that will be hearing my case against the DWP and the NHS will be mentioned too.
So at the moment what I am trying to do is that along with the Fibromyalgia and knee symptoms I am trying to show that I have indeed been having the blackouts and the seizure I mentioned and that this might not be good news.
So even if they do want to act inhumanely and make me homeless they may well decide to put of this act of inhumanity until I know for sure what it is that is afflicting me?!
After all who wants to be a homeless bum while dying of a brain tumour? Hmm I wonder if voluntary euthanasia might finally be available to me?!
I have told the court that the idea of voluntary euthanasia is a far more appealing prospect than life in the UK the way that it has been for me the last twenty years.
In fact i even mentioned that my sole distraction currently is watching documentaries on astronomy along with quantum mechanics and quantum entanglement on YouTube, I kid you not!
Even right now I go back to being bored but the anxiety attacks seem to be subdued to a level that is manageable for now and hopefully the weather stays good, sunny and fairly cool and I might actually finally get out with my cameras over the next week?! Fingers crossed. After all I might not get to do much more of that a month from now?! Fingers crossed it wont end up that way?
Anyhoo ..
Here are the medical appointment letters for an imminent MRI at Chase Farm Hospital and another almost imminent appointment at Royal Free Hospital for ... something or other Both appointments are to do with the seizures and blackouts. Also as I stated before it turns out that these appointments are made for a couple of weeks, if thought to be urgent, or eighteen weeks if not. Mine are obviously of the former and not the latter. Strange to put that on the backs of the letter without actually telling me what they think it might be.
Now to me this would make people think it must be the worst case scenario, if they make appointments so soon but have failed to tell you anything at all. Don't you think?
Have had some anxiety today and some restlessness and with nothing to do, other than go out and buy tobacco which I am trying hard not to do! Not as bad as previous but unwanted and worrying all the same.
I was writing a post
about something I found a distraction while I had some other serious
issues going on.
I bet you would find
that no matter just how disabled someone is, except the most extreme
cases, that they get things done and then sit around for days waiting
for someone else to do something?
My own present problem
is the fact that I have no confidence in something but that this 'no
confidence' thing is actually quite widespread in many things.
Whenever anyone thinks anything about any given situation it depends
on a number of things.
The
sincerity of those they are dealing with
What they
have experienced before
What they
are told or assure
These are three very
basic principles but three principles that I for one have noticed
very few take into account.
The feelings of both
panic and anxiety stem from fear and yet when they occur not many
people seem to be well seated to be able to deal with them for you.
Their attitudes normally revolve around some self belief or even over
confidence in their own abilities. Yet these are never put across to
the people that need help.
On the merry-go-round I
am on this time I have noticed this and I have realised that what
people need are assurances or examples that show success to show that
the worst case scenario is not very likely. Of course the reasons why
they are not likely are key here.
This becomes a far
greater drag when you have a number of other things you have to
contend with each and every day and even worse when there are
possible blips on the horizon.
Two health
blips on the horizon, each with its own possibility of being
terminal
Degenerative
health blips aplenty occurring from monthly to daily
The feeling
of impending doom of being without a home before long
I had one of my
brothers find out yesterday what has been going on with me for a
couple of weeks now and he said something strange. He works running a
Ford car showroom but said ..
“I don't know what
they are playing it but I keep hearing they have been kicking people
off for six weeks then taking them back on?!”
I thought that was
strange as I was not aware he knew anyone that was claiming any
benefits and I only know one other person and that as only happened
to him of late. He was a social worker for Camden Council for 15
years then worked for an antique watch shop in Farringdon Road for a
number of years until they had to let him go due to the recession.
There is a local
sufferer of mental health who has a habit of latching on to me, there
is a community of them in a building nearby, but you can hardly ask
him about these things.
I have grown to dislike
my life and I do not like sitting around doing nothing which is why I
blog on so many blogs when I am at home and out with a couple of
cameras on my bike when I can and weather permits. Not a great deal
of late that is for sure.
I always feel like I
should be going out and doing something. I do ave an overactive mind
that always wants to be doing something too.
But after the recent
singling out of me by the DWP for the umpteenth time I now feel like
there are several things I should be getting out the house and doing
every single day. When your not doing this or you simply do not know
what it is or what more you can do it makes things somewhat …
anxious.
But no one seems to get
that.
For all these help
groups and charities no one seems to understand these three basic
things I have listed and no one caters or plans for it. I would
imagine they have all these procedures they follow and all these
protocols and I wonder if actually dealing with the victims problems
comes into these steps at all?
It may be that they
simply cannot? Though I doubt this would be the case in every
instance and surely if there are contributing factors this makes a
difference to it all?
Well I have several
contributing factors and I have not had the slightest evidence that
anything is different so far.
I spend my days
wondering when the day will come when it does?
I have been in this
situation roughly around two weeks, since I first approached people
for help and advice.
Granted I had been in
this situation several times before and all shown in the archives of
this blog but they all went very differently. I have no idea why this
time and at the worst time it got so extreme.
It may well be that
this fizzles out to nothing now but that does not help me right now
and I have literally a few days left before I find out. Though I got
a text message on a very old phone number not used for years that a
decision is made on the 20th July, so three days. But when
this decision gets to me I do not know. I guess I can expect to be
told by the weekend? But my very last payment of that benefit occurs
the day after the decision and therefore will be a gap before seeing
the Citizen's Advice again.
Now I have contacted
several others and a couple of these are meant to have advocates and
one said to have a legal team or people. I have heard nothing yet but
maybe I might get to meet one of them this week, with one in
particular I know I can get to.
The rest of the time
you should be off doing your stuff and enjoying other stuff. But you
cannot and it is like having days being stolen from you. Time being
stolen. In essence that is what it is.
As everyone knows you
need time to do anything and in this digital world where there are no
hoards of bloggers because everyone has a smartphone in their pocket
you need more time than ever before to get anything achieved. Or even
get up to a level that becomes noticeable.
When I say 'noticeable'
I really mean that enough people are aware of you that shows that
your heading in a direction … a good direction or the right
direction.
Another annoying and
rather unwanted distraction is this weird irritation I have around my
eye as it has been playing up more and more the last few months.
It should be some
replied that I finally have a hospital appointment about it after
mentioning it to several GP's over the last 4 years or so. Would be
just my luck, perhaps a gift, that it would turn out to be a tumour
or growth of some kind that needs an operation. Yeah that being a
gift does sound strange but when everything has been as difficult as
it has been at times you get fed up with trying to find or fight a
way out of it. Especially when it is down to finding other people to
tell you what to do, help or even act for you and they are few and
far between.
Well almost
non-existent to be honest and if the Citizen's Advice comes to
nothing then it would have been completely non-existent.
There are times when I
think that despite my blogs it would take nothing short of my death
for things to change?
Maybe that is just how
it is destined to be? Who knows?
Maybe by attempt to
help others on-line was always going to turn into my demise and even
death on-line to wake people up? To make people care about others
more?
To me it always comes
back around to everything being negative and impending doom to
finding a way to turn it back around the being positive.
The urge is to dig into
the skin above the eye socket as well as put pressure into and around
the eye socket because it feels like there is something there, like
pressure, that needs release. This is my right eye socket, or from
the view of someone else, my left eye.
A quick search and
something called a Lipoma seems to fit the description … only that
with Lipomas there is no mention of an irritation or sensation with
other people noticing the lump being literally the only symptom. It
basically is a build up of fatty tissues and they do noot seem to
know why it happens.
Almost oddly perfect in
this is the fact that I also seem to have an issue with my throat on
its right side and always had an issue with my right ear, the latter
for a very, very long time.
Also weird is that many
of my long list of symptoms are either located on my right side or
appeared on my right side before later appearing on my left to become
bi-lateral, meaning occurs on both sides of the body. Both feet or
both legs etc.
So I have an irritation
or lump on my forehead and there is such a thing as Forehead Cancer,
a type of skin cancer. I feel like I also have a lump inside my eye
socket too, it feels like the two things are connected but may turn
out not to be.
I am also to have a
colonoscopy at some point due to recurring trapped wind type pains
that are pretty severe.
But I was socked to
find out something extra about brain tumours. Now you may or may not
know that I have been having not just a return of my black outs but
that these have been rampant and I have experienced a full on
seizure, blacking out to the point of unconsciousness and remaining
that way for ten minutes, according to Mr and Mrs Harfcell who just
froze 100 metres away from me and just watched. The two harfs make a
hole in this instance, lol.
So where tumours in the
head or brain are concerned it already does not look now sound that
good so what if I was to state that I have discovered by a surgeon on
YouTube, that brain tumours can cause abdominal pain?!
So now it really does
not look good, right?
Well you have to face
these possibilities and oddly if you try to talk to anyone about this
they tell you you are being morbid and not to think or talk like
that. Like not talking about it cures the cancer if you have it!
I know people react
like this so I do not even bother to talk like this. They know I have
the upcoming neurology appointment and that is about it.
I would imagine that
some would panic about losing me or me just not being around any
longer as I am a go to person when things get really bad, tricky or
something complicated needs solving or an understanding or
explanation given in layman's terms.
That first appointment
is in August and I do not know what will happen and nor do I even
know if I will have a home around the time I have the appointment. It
is likely that I will but just about barely or barely hanging onto it
via the help of some other group, body or organisation?
Fingers and toes well
and truly crossed here but if I am destined to be kicked out of my
home and lose all the tools and gadgets I have worked so hard to
acquire to help me and my blogs then a death sentence via cancer
might just be more humane than living through all that yet again?
I may even turn out to
be epileptic?
Imagine though for a
moment . Needing surgery and either being homeless at te time or
about to be? All this because they failed to diagnose a condition for
over a decade and then refuse to give any support because the name is
not as widely known as something like 'diabetes'?
I have said this before
… say the 'C' word, diabetes or even epilepsy and everyone is like
'oooh poor thing … let us help' but say something rare or they have
not heard of and you get nothing more tan a shrug of the shoulders.
Sometimes metaphorically speaking too where the attitude is nothing
more than a shrug of the shoulders.
It is almost like a
'get out of jail free card' whereby they do not have to worry or more
accurately seen to worry because no one knows what it is or very few
people know of the condition's existence?
Now I imagine that this
is the only concern of just about every charity out there that
specifies in one condition or other? Be it heart problems and a long
list of other things right around to my own condition of
Fibromyalgia?
Ask for money to have a
website and write the odd letter to your government asking them to
take more notice of said condition? Other than that you contact them
for help, they tell you they cannot and then explain how to spot your
condition? A bit annoying when you have spoken to one of the top
people in the country on your condition and they did not even know
the name of the only drugs that deals with the very core of the
problem. Yup .. annoying!
Now with this digital
age and with the Internet in almost everyone's pocket if not at home
it would be very easy for a list of the world's biggest companies to
spend just a couple of weeks getting everyone aware of a list of
debilitating conditions. That is if they did not mind giving up
primary advertising space that normally goes at a premium price
similar to a telephone number?
Google and Apple are to
that you could consider capable of doing this with the number of
users they have not just an iny given country but across the world.
So how about on a
particular web-page not having some silly logo or some reference to
something or the other you have a debilitating condition for a few
days or weeks?
'Condition name and
here is what it does!'
Something like that. If
both companies did this they would get almost all people on Earth as
they normally have an Android phone or an Apple phone. Throw in the
other of this particular evil trinity, of Microsoft and you have just
about everyone with maybe a tiny percentage that do not have
smartphones, tablet PCs or computers.
Do not worry as they
are bound to hear about the condition advertised from someone they
know that does have a smartphone or PC.
While I have been
typing this I have been listening to a brave and poor young girl that
had to have treatment on a brain tumour.
The poor girl has an anxiety disorder too!
It is eight months old and I hope she pulled through it and actually scared to look for more videos in case she did not!
This is the second one
I was playing as I reached the end of this post ..
