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We were not rejecting her, but when the kids came home from school she would go to bed. When I came home it was much the same. Lynn withdrew and just stopped being a presence. The wild temper rages continued. She would scream at Emma and lay into her with kicks, punches and slaps. Other times it would be a single slap to the head as Emma walked by, with no objective antecedent. Emma was fifteen, and gave a good as she got but Lynn had stopped behaving like a mother and sensed that Emma had lost respect for her or was ashamed. Ruby was at this time more circumspect and avoided confrontation. Her turn came later and was if anything worse. Between Lynn and me there was not generally open warfare.

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The nursing teams had to be fairly self-sufficient. Teams can end up spitting and going their own way. And you got injuries. These were common amongst the staff group. One male patient who had been relativity stable for a number of years, sufficiently so to fly home to visit family in Jamaica, had become aggressive in a new social services placement. That placement broke down and he came into St Johns. One weekend we were having a particularly difficult time with this man on the ward. It looked like he was having a manic episode. In those very early days our only psychiatric cover out of hours was provided from Kneesworth sixty five miles away.

To phone them we had to first go through our local on call clinician. When asked by the psychologist about why I believed this man to be manic I listed the symptoms I had seen. Amongst the more commonplace indicators I mentioned that the young man was hyper-sexual. The psychologist had been treating me in a condescending way, but from that point he became disrespectful, treating me like I was some kind of oddball who had hang-ups about normal sexuality in people with learning disabilities. That kind of arrogance was frustrating. Our man had been diagnosed as Bipolar in his early twenties and had responded well to a depot or slow release injection and mood stabiliser tablets.

Both had fallen by the wayside when the patient moved from a health authority run unit with nursing staff to a local social services unit with no nursing input. Nobody there really questioned why the meds were so important. The fact was there was no one to give the injection fortnightly and there was also no one who could take the bloods for testing as required meant the tablets had to stop as well. I never got an apology from that psychologist. The patient went through six months of hell which could have been so easily have been avoided. The patient assaulted me and I ended up with some really nasty broken ribs out of the whole mess up.

The injury caused me great pain and disrupted sleep for months afterwards. But it was the arrogance that shocked me most. Their equivalents, god help us even the psychologists were a damn sight better in South Africa. Some of it was class difference though. This English psychologist was not used to taking information seriously spoken by someone who talked with my kind of accent. I hate the idea of even thinking like that. But on this one occasion it was true. I have no doubt. That kind of thing knocks your self-esteem a little bit. Idiots like this psychologist could talk to you like you were stupid or a crank.

They will be shocked and deny it but they simply did not see or hear us. At best they were paternalistic but occasionally shockingly disrespectful. My daughters will lecture me now about the chip on my shoulder. Truth be known I hate thinking in this way because it puts the lid on my ambition and self-belief and I just get angry. And one thing I did learn is that there is no future in that. Daughters…I was right on this occasion, believe me. Some of the people I worked with at St Johns. We met up at a 40th birthday party. Great people Shortly afterwards we nursing staff all came into work to find out that a bunch of people including the hospitals psychiatrist, my arrogant psychologist, the hospital director who I never trusted because he was called Nigel, and wore a navy blazer with brass buttonsa very uptight, ex-military support services manager with no professional boundaries and the head of nursing had buggered off overnight and started up a new company in opposition to us.

They were to be followed a few weeks later by the woman who ran some of our community residential services. It really was odd. We had been decapitated. I had no faith in this shower of charlatans but we were left that first morning without out a senior management team or senior clinicians. No one from management spoke to us front line staff in any kind of meaningful way. Shocking arrogance and shit poor management. It seems like the gang of five plus one had pinched a lot of our contacts, systems and intellectual property and set up in direct opposition to us with a company name which shared most of the same letters as ours.

Only four being different out of seventeen! This kind of shocked me. How could they just take off with no notice all at the same time and leave their patients and staff in the lurch. Apparently the gang of five had been doing the planning for months. They knew as soon as there was suspicions they would be suspended. For us front line staff this sounded like the kind of shenanigans you get amongst estate agents or property developers. Surely hospitals could not be run like this? The arrogant psychologist was to become the head of the new company. He got loans, expanded extremely fast and a few years later was bought out by Barclays bank. He is still around. A google search just now shows he has multiple corporate directorships and advisory positions.

His internet profile looks good, but I suspect he has run his career much like a shaman trickster. Around this time I made a decision that every shift at work should in some way directly benefit me. I wanted some tangible gain. So much of each day was unpleasant that I wanted to have a clear achievement to show myself that it was worthwhile. I was not doing anything too bad. As I was still on nights. I got into bringing in library books on archaeology or later on nursing subjects and photo copying whole chunks at a time. I was also in a self-help mode when it came to folders and stationary.

Small beer when compared to the desperados who had buggered off in the night had done but it helped keep me sane for a while. It was evident that I needed some more British qualifications. I felt that I needed to get a degree. I booked in a meeting with a senior lecturer in the nursing department at the university in Norwich. His name I think was Mason. The purpose was to do a thing called an Accreditation of Prior Experiential Learning. To get a degree you had to accumulate credits, at each of three levels. I filled in the form ahead of the meeting and packed in all of the experience I had in South Africa and elsewhere. I naively thought it was going to be a cake walk.

At the meeting I was told that despite a lot of my achievements and qualifications being well documented I would only get credits at level one. That would be in recognition of my original nursing qualification Id got back in from Meanwood Park. The thing which I valued least was the only achievement recognised. Nothing from the period to measured up to having the kind of value which could be converted into degree credits. I knew people at St Johns who had poor quality learning fully converted but it looked like any overseas experience counted for nothing. To arch the irony my learning and experience in South Africa was in reality of the best quality.

So it was a case of starting from somewhere close to scratch. Mr Masson mapped out a programme of eleven courses, valued at twenty credits each that I would have to do. These were divided equally between clinical, management and research subject requirements. The last component to get the degree would be a dissertation which was valued at forty credits. All very unfair but I had no choice really. The costs were to be enormous, and maybe I was selfish prioritising them. The university was just not set up for that.

Every course registration was a passive aggressive obstacle course set against rigorously enforced cut of dates set at three months before the course commencement. She was not used to people who self-funded and viewed me with suspicion. Was I really a nurse and what was this hospital that I came from which she had never heard of? No manners or inclination to flexibility from her. She survived for another decade and a half in her job, and I know from what I did later that she gave scores of people a very hard time. She must have put so many people off.

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Being so skint meant that none of us got out much, or at least not to anywhere that cost anything. I did buy each month one of the green little ordinance survey mapswhich show the landscape in such perfect detail. They were five pounds and a great treat. Getting in the car, when there was sufficient money for petrol and driving to a spot, then using the map to explore all the little historical features identified. Just faint traces of deserted medieval villages, burial mounds from the Bronze Age, Tudor field hedges. That kind of thing. Both Lynn and I were smoking forty a day and hated rollups. An amount which if it had not gone up in smoke would have changed how all of us lived. Cigarettes were dirt cheap in South Africa.

In England they were taxed to the hilt in an effort to lever the poor off them. The psychology was wrong though. The last thing you want to do is be virtuous when you are skint. Life is generally dull and monotonous. The other three weeks are about penny pinching and survival. So much time wasted just waiting for pay day. So cigarettes, salty, oily, spicy and sugary foods are hard to forgo. The trips to Yeadon to visit mom and dad during in these early years back in the country were not frequent. That was not for reason of any tension. It just was a case of spending an amount on petrol meant a severe trim to something else.

And of course you think they are so obviously hale and hearty they will live for ever. Maybe four times a year we went up. Lucianna Thuo - Realising the inclusion of youths with disabilities in political and public life in Kenya Video Ms Catalina Devandas Aguilar, United Nations Special Rapporteur on the Rights of Persons with Disabilities delivered this statement at the opening of the conference. Below is a transcript of the Special Rapporteur's message: Catalina Devandas Aguilar, U. Good morning my name is Catalina Devandas. Let me first of all thank the organisers of this conference, the Centre for Human Rights, and the Faculty of Law, and the University of Pretoria for inviting me to participate in this important conference on the rights of children and youth with disabilities and Africa.

In my role as a Special Rapporteur, I have to promote and monitor the implementation of the rights of persons with disabilities. The situation of children and youth with disabilities is a fundamental part of my work. Unfortunately, their rights are not taken into account in many countries. And policy makers are not putting enough attention in their situation. We have to change this tendency. It is important to develop this kind of initiative that you are starting today. To bring together policy makers, civil society, scholars, to think together about how to move forward and how to promote an agenda, in which children and youth with disabilities will be fully considered.

It is fundamental, to take into consideration the voices and the perspectives of children and youth with disabilities. To the extent possible, children with disabilities must be consulted, taken into consideration their evolving capacities.


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