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

Wednesday 9 th April-Friday 25 th April 2008.
A really stressful diet of slime, maggots, diarroea etc – the
most stressful two weeks of my life – leave out the multiple
back-stabbings by ‘friends’…!
Everything seemed swimmingly OK at the ward round on that
Wednesday 9 th April, after a totally easy, successful week of six
hours of leave home a day – when Dr Ann Roberts delighted
me by giving me a week’s leave all at home with a view to
discharge then, subject to good reports from two home visits
from Terence, my nursing coordinator at Cygnet House. She
told me to pack my bags! When they were so heavy that I
could not carry them, fortunately Sister Wrecker was kind
enough to order me a taxi. It was only when I walked through
the front door of my tiny flat that the troubles of the next few
days, weeks and months started. For there, with no permission
at all, sat in my flat, at my computer, playing some criminal
DVD called ‘Hit man’, sat Rachel, Julie’s daughter, saying it was
her son, Julie’s grandson Hayden, also there, who had made
such a mess on the floor with my CD’s! She begged a couple of
cigarettes then hurriedly went back to Julie’s flat - which must
have been where she got the keys to get into my own flat!
1. Massive stresses – and double back-stabbings – 1
and 2. I find Rachel has been given permission by
her mother Julie, multiply, to visit my flat on her
own ‘to see the cat’ – and made absolutely massive
illicit use of my telephone! I worked on the computer
that afternoon, on printing on photographic paper some
semi-clad pictures I had taken last year of Julie here! I
slept from 8pm to 9am, woke with a nasty thought, and
soon confirmed with a call to my phone company that my
phone bill for the last month was far from the average £50
a month it had been while I was away from home so very
long. It was a massive £125.00! Also without permission,
Julie had borrowed my shower head as hers was broken –
and was now far from home! I could not even get clean
with a shower until tomorrow, when I would get paid and
could go to the bathroom depot in the local industrial area
– and buy a new head! I had annoyed Julie by ringing her
at work at her spanking brand new job earlier in the week,
and could not get through now, so left some really angry
text messages Thursday and Friday.
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