NO more relationships with 'girls next door'!; - after TWO in the 'Priory Street Posse'!

vital ‘charts’ were missing! Finally, at 2pm, as the morning
nursing shift ended, Julie visited as arranged an earlier day,
and as she left half an hour later, I took her bag into the
kitchen, put the vital file in it, and whispered to her to take it to
the police. She honestly thought it was one of my own files, so
was surprised when the police called the next morning and got
it out of my car where she had left the file. The police returned
it to the ward and gave me a short sharp lecture about the
incident, but at least acknowledged the short letter I had
managed to type addressed to the Herts CID, which was with
the file - and the main point of the exercise. It informed CID
that ‘Professor’ Whore was in fact Iraqi – which is true – with a
made-up Professorship! It also implied he needed a detailed
investigation, especially over prescribing a heavy drinker, Sarah
Todd, fatal levels of benzo diazepam tranquillizers back in
1995! I got no reply ever from the police for this letter, so they
probably just ignored it!
‘Now is the Winter of my Drug Hell!’ – on Mymms ward,
QE2 Hospital in January 2008!
The ‘drug hell’ that I went through for the very umpteenth time
of my life, in the first few weeks of 2008, led directly to my
being transferred to a private medium-security PICU or
Psychiatric Intensive Care Unit, in the middle of the night in the
small hours of Thursday 7 th February 2008. Being taken to
Blackheath Hill in London - for the only time ever to date in my
life, in an ambulance in which I was confined in a small metal
box at the back, while it flashed, honked continuously, and
screeched the thirty miles through London in under half an
hour! We left just after midnight and arrived about half an
hour later – an experience which I remember even now, vividly!
I destroyed my diaries for 2007 and 2008 shortly after that,
only filling out a new diary some time later which Julie had
given me, then only initially in little detail. I have total
amnesia, near enough, then, thankfully, about events leading
up to this dramatic transfer from Mymms Ward to Cygnet Wing
at Blackheath!
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