Well my mental health advocate was off sick and I did not get the paperwork until I got to the hospital to give Bill his lunch but I did not dissolve into a pool of tears . I phoned a friend who just happened to have been a nurse to keep me company and I read the paperwork whilst I shovelled fish and chips into Bill (we carers are great at multitasking) so when the meeting started I was almost prepared. They spent ages trying to agree about Bill's levels of disability. 3 of them have not even seen Bill for 6 months or more but, as they are professionals, their opinions will outweigh mine. What do I know? I am just a carer! Whatever happens Bill will be out on Monday. No, not next Monday but a week on Monday! I have no idea when they will let me know if I have been successful but at 3: 50 on a Friday afternoon I doubt if there is anyone working on it now.
Have a lovely weekend everyone and no, I did not Blub!