Ok! I have a ‘ Compliance ‘ visit tomorrow. Those who do not know, this is an organised visit from a government official ( DWP) to check that my terminal illness -which they’ve had well documented reports From my consultant neurologist about, hasn’t miraculously got better. This would then permit them to transfer me from non work related ESA to WRAG group. Something which this government is intent on promoting. ( remember only 0.07% of benefit fraud actually occurs ) Maybe I could be employed, in my bed, as a draft excluder! I was initially summoned to attend for interview at the local job centre, this when I wasn’t even able to go to my daughter ( my only child ) wedding! I’m totally bed bound, but apparently the ‘ computer ‘ didn’t know this. Thanks to my MP ( yes a Tory, having to clear up the mess his government makes ) and my daughter, this ‘ visit ‘ got transferred to a home assessment. I suppose the DWP officials have to validate themselves somehow!
Do they realise, they certainly don’t care, how this makes me ( and no doubt many like me ) feel? Long term neurological illness . I’m not going to get better.
In my head the term Compliance ‘ is said in a robotic Orwellian tone. A word which the dictionary definition is: As the act of conforming, To yield under others especially in a subservient way, conformity, obedience. What am I supposed to be conforming to? Their idea of what a person with long term illness and disability should behave like? What an invalid ( in valid ) person should be!
I should be subservient should I, to those who’d judge me, when actually I’m probably far more qualified and educated than they. I have a double hons degree, used to work until I became ill and had to claim for my National insurance contributions to be paid to me. My body is pretty useless , but my mind and wit remains. Also my sense of humour, but subservient, it’s humiliating and demeaning to have to be categorised in this way. My dreams of my future didn’t materialise. That corner which people refer to never knowing what’s behind, well…this was it for me. So be careful faceless government official. Laying helpless in bed could be around your corner. I hope you’re prepared as I certainly wasn’t