Yes, that would be me. I won't bore you with the details (I don't have the mental or physical energy for a long post, anyway), but I have been at the mercy of the MH and adult social 'care' system for almost 2 years (484 days in an ATU, then 229 where I am now).
Typing this is hard because I'm really not well. Due to the stress of the past 2 years, I have now developed both Addison's disease (autoimmune adrenal insufficiency) and Graves' disease (autoimmune hyperthyroidism), both currently undiagnosed, but I'm 100% textbook for both.
This is a care home for people with severe learning disabilities and complex needs. The unpredictability of the other residents, the noise and the staff (for whom just about everything seems to be too much trouble) in the 8 months I've been here means that the immediacy and urgency of my situation cannot be overstated.
Since I have been here the home has had
THREE managers and more than 2 dozen support workers have left. The average age of staff and managers is
UNDER 30.
The previous manager, while she was young (25) was extremely intelligent, and she understood that, due to my adrenal problems, I needed a lot of salt. The current manager (26) well isn't (no qualifications, or experience, and her previous job was working on the checkouts in Asda) and is now denying me what I need (because salt is bad). Consequently, I'm deteriorating rapidly. Don't mean to be unkind, but I'm suffering, in large part, because I'm having to deal with people who aren't my intellectual equals.
This is what I
URGENTLY require help with
✅Dealing with medical stuff (I have had paramedics out twice but, due to sensory overload and burnout, I'm unable to speak, and I have now been told, by the current manager, that any further requests for medical assistance will be denied as I’m just "wasting people's time for attention". I'm now terrified that the only way I'm getting out of here is in the back of a hearse. I wonder every night how long I have left before my body just gives up. Since this BS began, I've lost almost 6 stone (size 26 to size 2), and am terrified that this will leave me with PTSD so severe I won't survive.
AND I NEED MY SALT! My sodium level is now so low that I can't eat much, because I just bring it back up, as sodium is vital for smooth muscle movement.
✅Dealing with my benefits. When I left the ATU, I was given a small, yellow, form which I was told to sign and give to the manager here. This, I was told would restart my PIP claim (I think it's unfair that a claim is closed when someone is hospitalised, their support needs don’t change). I did this on the day I arrived (unceremoniously dumped here - told to get in an ambulance in Aylesbury and ordered out here) but, due to how chaotic Heathcotes is, nothing was ever done, and my claim has now been closed. I am almost overdrawn and I am in no fit state to deal with the DWP.
(This is Heathcotes Group's website; it has around 20 homes in England, and claims to specialise in learning disabilities, ASCs, mental health issues (there's a woman here with paranoid schizophrenia) and complex needs. The page for the home where I am repeatedly describes Asperger's as a learning disability.
https://www.heathcotes.net)✅Dealing with staff. I'm sick of being spoken to like I'm a toddler. Sick of staff not doing what I ask, when I ask. Sick of staff losing and damaging my stuff (broken my phone and lost many of my clothes). Can't cope with them just barging in.
I have been trying to find support the entire time I've been in here - phone calls go straight to voicemail and emails aren't responded to. Was told that LEAT Leicester would be the best people to help (
https://www.leatleicester.org.uk/contact). No response to emails or phone calls in 8 months.
Now
DESPERATE for help, so posting here.
Anyone help (or know anyone who can)?