that is, for the Irish HSE to help me in my chronic, significant disability of having a progressive, neurodegenerative, neuromuscular disease.
every way i try i get twarted, over and over i tell them, over and over they ignore what i have to say.
it all started after this...
here my twin is...standing in my 'sitting room' this was a unit for one individual who HAD NO disabilities, the argument was that it was meant for a person with a disability, already a wheelchair user, with a progressive disease and likely to get worse....this whole debacle started by the glorious OT manager in my area overseeing my healthcare needs, i was persuaded to ask for rehousing, she had contacted the council, she had spoken to the council, yet the council put me here....unfit not only for human habitation but in an area of men, prodominantly drinkers, and i was single, older and sick. i couldnt have coped.
|my belongings stuffed everywhere, just everywhere. there was so little room|
|the chaos had me in a personal hell and in awful pain- a state i am still in|