I returned to work the 1st week in January 1998 and my cash flow had suddenly ground to a halt The Insurance Company were expert at delaying payments but as I was in very regular contact with the Bank AND the Insurance Company I kept going. BUT I had to be in regular contact. I received the 1st reasonable payment from the Dental Practice Board in May 1998. My Bank manager was ok but as HIS superior wasn’t so I now had to keep contact almost daily. I  was also in regular contact with the Insurance Company trying hard to get the full payment AND/OR some more interim payments. I  was also in contact with the Health authority and told Dr A of the added pressure. My acrimonious divorce was at last coming to an end.

The week 4th - 12th June 1998.

Thursday evening  4th June: In the Star Pub, Pen y dre Neath rehearsing the play we were performing on the 12th August 1998. It started the idea to do a Panto in the Summer about a “bad dream” where the pub, with all its characters and real ale, turned into a theme pub with disco etc etc  Myself and three others were writing the main plot with many regulars doing their party pieces. Worked 08.30 to 18.30

Friday 5th June: can’t remember, probably in town watching a band.. worked 08.30 - 16.30 11.00 to end doing home visits to care homes.

Sat 6th June: Rehearsed, in the afternoon, with the Band “The Conmen” I had joined as guitarist. then watched the pianist in a solo gig that night. worked 08.00 to 13.00 - 14.00.

Sun 7th June: Saw my son and did “birthday things” as he was to be 14 on Monday. He stayed the night. no work

Monday 8th June: Went for a couple of beers in the pub to talk panto stuff and write rude jokes etc. worked 08.30 to 17.00

Tuesday 9th June: afternoon off to rehearse with the band. worked 08.30 to 13.00

Wednesday10th June: same as Monday. But also saw my son from 15.00 and he stayed over. The last time I saw him/spoke to him for 2 months. We didn’t even say goodbye, see you later mate. Worked 08.30 to 13.00.

Thursday afternoon 11th June: there was a dress rehearsal in my house and I could not cancel it. Apparently I was “not my self” (I had received the telephone call to go to hospital at 11.30 am) worked 08.30 to 11.30 should have been 13.00. evening: I drove very fast up and down the A465 a few times and then went to the pub, telling no one.

Friday 12th June 1998: drove 95 miles to Heath House, Bristol I was admitted to hospital and immediately put on medication and 5 minute observations. I was told I was suicidal and had to give them all my sharp stuff and shoe laces BLOODY HELL. I asked daily about my practice and was told that ALL WAS BEING DONE FOR ME but I needed to know facts, it was my business, but none were given.

    At work I was ringing the insurance company almost daily to try and get some more payments in my insurance claim. I was also ringing my Bank manager 3-4 times a week to keep him informed of the progress in the insurance claim. I was in contact with my accountant in order for him to be in full knowledge of the problems I was having. He was friends with the Bank manager AND the insurance representative so "backed up" my telephone calls.  

 

 things were on the way up I had hit the bottom and things were improving, slowly BUT still improving

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