Much of the story remains unwritten. Some of it he cannot remember, some of it is slightly out of order and much is not relevant here.
This is a slice he is using to try and free himself of the nightmare although the nightmare goes on. He also don’t want the doctors and administrators present at Wyong Hospital in that era to get away without their conduct being recorded. Nor does he want the stories lecturers at the university told to free themselves of any guilt to remain unchallenged.
H doesn't want people with mental health disorders thinking their lack of progress with a mental health specialist is their bad rather than an episode of culture war.
Things are better now. Intelligent people have been struggling around the edges of the disaster which was Central Coast Health and made some headway.
It is too simple a rendering but it is what he can handle at this stage.
It was a tragedy that the wonder of being in a place of learning among such exalted people is buried in pain and betrayal. Even when the pain was overwhelming he never lost the sense of wonder he was feeling being among those people and their institution.
As for Wyong Hospital, he is presently facing declining eye health due to diabetes. The optometrist offered to clear the cataracts blinding me but he uses Wyong Hospital. The eye specialist himself seems excellent but it will be the artist's own fault if he lets them operate and find they dropped his eyeballs in dog shit. Somewhere there is an Hospital which will not want to punish him for whatever current cause of resentment has attached itself to his life this time.
The next chapter of the story goes on to tell of being driven in homelessness. It will tell of desperation to get enough control of the pain and hardship to save his life and stop the decline. After begging the local aristocracy of doctors and psychiatrist and neurologists and actually being repelled and reviled he now looked elsewhere. They had proven the more you needed help the more abusive the people who denied it became.
It was the underclass who would help him. As he fell into homelessness and mental collapse he discovered others suffering the same iniquities. They were the only people who understood and they helped. There was a whole population of people sharing limited resources and reviled by the community. Perhaps it will be called the Rise of the Lake People. If he lives so long. Because he knows he owes them.
The Chittaway Affair, page 7. In Conclusion
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