My foot is still sore, but resting has brought down some of the swelling. At least posting about my foot gives me something to think about other than the mental misery.

I had the Occupational Health Assessment today. The OT nurse was OK, didn't ask too many questions and showed me her report. The report basically said:

I'm not well enough to be at work,
the nurse can't say when I will get better,
it isn't her job to decide if I will ever be well enough to return
(only a doctor can decide that, not her, not my bosses, not the unions - a doctor and I would be entitled to provide my own expert opinion if I wanted) and
it isn't fair on me that my bosses keep asking me to give them a date to return nor is it fair that I should be put under pressure for not meeting the corporate sickness target.

Hurray, someone is listening at last. Now I'm exhausted and have two more appointments to get through tomorrow, but I may decide not to keep the meeting with my boss knowing that I have got some back up from Occupational Health.

Oh yes the nurse is sending my boss a load of information about mental illness and how to support staff rather than discriminate.

I wish I could say I feel so much better, I don't - I feel less persecuted and I'll settle for that.