What a week. Finally, the doctors are catching up. I’m now under the overall care of complex rehabilitation at the Royal National Orthopaedic Hospital, gastro at Barts, waiting to see a Neurologist, Neuro-Orthopaedic Surgeon, and Neuro-Urologist at RNOH, tests then admission for inpatient physio, expecting to be there two months+. After all that I should be about 6′1 or 2 and not in pain physically any more. And still they aren’t jumping to it for DLA Mobility. they say I have a bit of back pain. I’ve got little function in the right Psoas (some is returning - it’s most weird when I feel the organs it would usually support, pushed into place by it engaging) and no Glut. Max. … yeah, DWP, sure thing … I’m in a little pain. I’d like to disable these muscles in you and watch you struggle to get to a telphone frankly. Where, if I answered the call, I’d laugh at you for the pain you’ve put me through making me get buses to hospital. … At least, there’s a part of me that tinks like that. Better go sit.