Had my coil fitted this morning - weird experience to start with as I'm an NHS patient in a private hospital, presumably Torbay buying in extra services at ridiculous cost. But the whole thing brought back horrible memories of cancer treatment, biopsy for breast cancer and previous traumatic biopsy for LS. Can't fault the staff though - they were lovely and the actual procedure was OK, bit painful and now mild period pains but nothing like as bad as I feared.
Then on to the Community Mental Health Team for a very badly timed assessment appointment - I've had to call the Crisis Team so many times now I clearly do need ongoing help and support with managing this, but I've also had plenty of acknowledgment from various medical professionals that this is a hormonal problem. And yet I still find myself having to explain it all to a psychiatrist who, surprise surprise, has no knowledge or experience of menopausal anxiety and depression. What is going on here? - I'm starting to suspect some kind of massive conspiracy to keep us uppity women in our place, ie Bedlam. They didn't dismiss it, but I left feeling totally bereft of any hope, in a horrible panic that suicide is my only way out. Thank god my poor 18 year old daughter was at home, got into bed with me and put on mindless TV programmes to distract us while I sobbed and eventually calmed down. Worst day for a long time...
