This is a merge of my 'Wanderer' blog that tells of two years of my three years on the streets, and a new blog that tells of my life after the Diocese of Winchester ripped through my life for for the last few years on top of the previous serious harm that left me homeless
This is a day to day blog of my life as I continue to survive, work on recovery and on the social problems that I have and try to come to terms with limitless traumas I have survived along the way.
This blog is in tandem with my blog about my experiences in the Church of England

The former name of this blog and the name of it's sister blog are to do with my sense of humour, which I hope to keep to the end, which appears to be ever more rapidly approaching. At least I laughed, and I laughed at the people who were destroying me. Don't forget that.

Here are my books, which I wrote for you if you would like to know more:

Saturday, 20 October 2012

I got to the clinic at 11.10am, and wasn't seen until 1.30pm. Now that is a very long wait!

The first thing was that my blood pressure has gone back up to stupid levela again, and then for some crazy reason my weight has gone up even though I have been eating small meals and not snacking, and even going hungry, and walking a lot with the heavy bag.
But anyway, the outcome was really good, I got 6 months worth of pills.
I now have plenty of two out of my three meds.
I went back to McD's to look for stickers in their bins but didn't find any, and so I begged some water off the church and came back here.

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