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In Which Fatso’s Tearing Her Hair Out

I got a letter in the door today telling me that I scored zero points on my Employment and Support Allowance assessment. ZERO POINTS. Last year, I scored six via the ESA50 (the form I fill in) and the assessment. This year, I got ZERO POINTS, despite the fact that my condition has been steadily… Continue reading In Which Fatso’s Tearing Her Hair Out

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In Which Fatso Is Shaking The Building

It's been a pretty quiet week, here at FGS HQ, if you don't count the back spasms that have been so bad it feels like the building's shaking. I've got a(nother) appointment to see Doctor David on Monday. I'll talk to him about the smelly sweaty panniculus thing, a weird lump on my head that's… Continue reading In Which Fatso Is Shaking The Building