Cough, cough

Me in my wheelchair

It’s been a couple of weeks since my last blog post. That’s because reality decided to reassert itself in my life and I’ve been reminded quite forcibly that I am, in fact, ill. I never seem to notice when my health has been good until afterwards when it goes bad again and then while I am stuck in bed I realise that I’ve been out of bed quite a lot in the preceding few weeks. I’ve acquired a cold and a cough that has now turned into a painful chest infection. The result is that I have spent the majority of my time in bed for the last two weeks and my days are punctuated by fits of coughing that leave me seriously dazed afterwards. I visited the doctor today and started antibiotics so hopefully it will clear up soon.

I haven’t been completely inactive though. I’ve visited my doctor, which is a fairly big effort in itself for me. I have had quite a few phone calls with my solicitor dealing with aspects of my case against the DWP, and been sent mountains of documents to read to do with that. I have been to my first parish council meeting as a councillor, and managed to get drafted onto the planning committee and been to a meeting of that too. (Not actually as much work as it sounds.) I have even managed a few hours of computer gaming recently, something which I haven’t been able to face much while my mental health has been bad. The majority of my time though has been spent trying to stay awake but not really managing to do much more than slump in bed and stare at twitter, too tired to even tweet much compared to a few weeks ago.

And on top of that, I’ve been sent an ESA50 form – Limited capability for work questionnaire. It had to happen eventually, it’s been nearly two years since my last work capability assessment. The form arrived a couple of weeks ago and I think I subconsciously chose to bury it under a mess of paperwork so that I didn’t have to think about it. Unfortunately that means that I haven’t got very long left to go through the soul-destroying process of filling it in. I had better drug myself up and go and get on with it instead of procrastinating through blogging.

Author: Latentexistence

The world is broken and I can't fix it because I am broken. I can, however, rant about it all and this is where I do that when I can get my thoughts together. Most of the time you'll find my words on Twitter rather than here though. I sometimes write for Where's The Benefit too.

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