Having thought my NHS route was progressing quite nicely, it has all fallen apart a little bit this week... :-/
My GP, who has been very supportive, has been told by her practice managers that since I moved 10 miles down the road (same county, same PCT), I should find a new GP. At the same time (in the same letter in fact) they sent me the report from the 'low priority assessment panel' at the Primary care trust (PCT). This said that I need to be referred to the psych consult in Oxford, even though they have already referred me to the local one, which, as it turns out, was a total waste of time. So now I need to wait for an appointment for Oxford for them to tell me I'm not insane (which I already know, as the previous NHS Psychiatrist said so, not that their opinion actually counts it would seem...), and for them to then refer me on to Charing Cross, which then has to go back to the 'low priority' panel at the PCT for approval before I can be offered an appointment for CX which has a 10mth waiting list from that point... Not only that, I might be moving house in the next 3 months or so, so might move to a different PCT who may make me start again, in true snakes and ladders stylee...
Fearing that might be the case, I went to see Dr Curtis at Transhealth (private) in London last week, who was very nice, very up front and it was generally a very positive all around experience. I am due to see him again in 3 months whereupon hopefully he will see fit to prescribe hormones. The consultations cost me a bit, but not much in the grand scheme of things, and compared to the emotional and mental cost of having to do the groundhog day NHS thing and probably wait upwards of a year for even a first appointment, I think it is a few hundred quid well spent. At least then I can join the NHS queue ('quick Dr, all ahead at continental drift speed!') safe in the knowledge that at I have got started on hormones before the turn of the next century...
Ho hum.
Amy.x