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Sundae · 09-02-2014, 12:02 PM

Met with three people today. Nurse A at the clinic, who told me she has been reassigned to take on the workload of a colleague who has just had to leave on long term sickness. So back to square one in establishing a new relationship. Although to be fair we've really just been treading water for the last few weeks anyway.

Then to St Anne's on the other side of the city to meet with the person who handles the finances, and the rehab manager.
Both seemed to go reasonably.

My question s at the beginning of all this went from
when, originally, naively,
to am I eligible
to am I suitable
to will I get funding.

Today tipped the scales back towards when.
There are still questions re funding, but they seem satisfied I am a suitable candidate for admission.
I did ask when, again, of course.
But it was explained me more thoroughly this time and I understand the reasons it is difficult to predict now.
One thing the manager said which I feel is reasonable to repeat here is that one day you can have a waiting list of ten people (for a thirteen week course) and yet by the end of the week it's only two people.
I'm still not officially on the list though, as far as I can tell. More things yet to fall into place.
So it could be over thirteen weeks yet.

But I am feeling braver having spoken to the finance lady, and have contacted a debt charity recommended by Nurse A regarding my current financial situation. Being a charity they are not pushing a product or taking fees, which is the most you can hope for.
This evening I am feeling reasonably brave because the finance person said, "It really isn't the end of the world. Whatever situation you are in when [when!] you are admitted, trust me we'll have seen worse."

And the manager did say that she felt my goals and expectations of what the service can offer match what they are able to offer. So it's back to the waiting game, but in a more informed position than I was. I'm not saying I won't be back to panic stations and in the depths of despair tomorrow. But I have hope that even if things get really hard there will still appear to be things I can work at, a way out of this alive.

I mean there is, of course. I just want to remember that.

09-02-2014, 12:02 PM	#12
Sundae polaroid of perfection Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: West Yorkshire Posts: 24,185	Met with three people today. Nurse A at the clinic, who told me she has been reassigned to take on the workload of a colleague who has just had to leave on long term sickness. So back to square one in establishing a new relationship. Although to be fair we've really just been treading water for the last few weeks anyway. Then to St Anne's on the other side of the city to meet with the person who handles the finances, and the rehab manager. Both seemed to go reasonably. My question s at the beginning of all this went from when, originally, naively, to am I eligible to am I suitable to will I get funding. Today tipped the scales back towards when. There are still questions re funding, but they seem satisfied I am a suitable candidate for admission. I did ask when, again, of course. But it was explained me more thoroughly this time and I understand the reasons it is difficult to predict now. One thing the manager said which I feel is reasonable to repeat here is that one day you can have a waiting list of ten people (for a thirteen week course) and yet by the end of the week it's only two people. I'm still not officially on the list though, as far as I can tell. More things yet to fall into place. So it could be over thirteen weeks yet. But I am feeling braver having spoken to the finance lady, and have contacted a debt charity recommended by Nurse A regarding my current financial situation. Being a charity they are not pushing a product or taking fees, which is the most you can hope for. This evening I am feeling reasonably brave because the finance person said, "It really isn't the end of the world. Whatever situation you are in when [when!] you are admitted, trust me we'll have seen worse." And the manager did say that she felt my goals and expectations of what the service can offer match what they are able to offer. So it's back to the waiting game, but in a more informed position than I was. I'm not saying I won't be back to panic stations and in the depths of despair tomorrow. But I have hope that even if things get really hard there will still appear to be things I can work at, a way out of this alive. I mean there is, of course. I just want to remember that.