I received a telephone-call at work on 11.30 a.m. June 11th 1998, from, I assume, the Private Psychiatrist I cannot remember, and was told I had to go to Hospital the next day or I would be made to go. It was stressed I had NO choice. This I assume was the Private Psychiatrist that Dr A could not remember, as stated in the NHS Complaint yet he named her in the Medical Opinion.

            This was the first I knew about this so it came as a complete shock. I was suddenly being told, by TELEPHONE, that I had such a severe Mental Illness that I had to go, with no warning, to a Psychiatric Hospital, over 90 miles away, by 9.00am the next day. I was not told a diagnosis or any other reason as to WHY I had to go at such short notice. I was told I HAD to go or would be MADE to go if I refused. I thought I had no choice and ALSO now had to make an instant decision to trust and believe that diagnosis or not. I never for a minute have believed that a doctor would MAKE UP such a diagnosis so casually, so I stupidly in hindsight believed that I HAD to go.

           The lady on the telephone, I assume, thought I knew ALL ABOUT what had been going on in the previous week and that I knew retirement proceedings were under way and that I was to be sent to Heath House Priory as soon as a bed became available. So probably treated my sudden pleas for time to sort out my life as a good piece of theatrics, or something, as maybe I was in front of a patient. I can think of no other explanation apart from she just said "yeh yeh" and forgot to honour her promises.

            I retreated under the reception desk. I cannot explain the feelings I had. The complete hollowness, the despair, and the loneliness that suddenly came over me. I could not think clearly. I asked about my practice and was repeatedly assured ALL WOULD BE DONE but that I HAD to go to Hospital by the next day and to ring the dental Advisor of the health Authority, a Dr CWW , which I did, and he ALSO promised assistance, he said he WOULD TRY to arrange a locum and said he would contact my receptionist in the Practice the next day, which he did not do.

            I remember no contact with my GP, Dr A, so I went home totally numb, my mind in chaos to prepare for something I never knew I had so I went to hospital the next day.

I never ever believed that I would be totally destroyed by making the wrong decision based on the now apparent lie by Dr A.

      

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