This one might be hard to believe, and I am not sure I believe it myself as yet, but after a wait of well over a year, I was told yesterday that the NHS has agreed to fund my further treatment, at a private clinic, and that they have agreed what is in effect a blank cheque.
I was offered six months as an in patient.
At which point (after picking myself up from the floor, metaphorically), I politely turned it down, and explained firstly that people with ptsd cannot lose control, or have it taken from them, and secondly, I have a 13 year old who relies on me, and who I am not willing to pass on to grandparents or uncles and aunts for such an extended period.
So, the next thing is an assessment, when they can tell me what their recommendations are, and I can tell them to what extent their recommendations fit what I intuitively feel that I need, and then hopefully some kind of care plan can be drawn up.
I was told I have been offered this because I used to be a very high functioning person (actually, in relative terms, I still am.

), and that it is hoped that if I recover, this will have a positive effect on ds life as well. In other words, in the lottery that is the NHS, if I were (sorry!!) stupid and had no daughter, I would not get funding.
However, I must not look this particular gift horse in the mouth. It is taking some time for the good news to sink in, but it is a far better message to receive than what I had expected, because they turned me down the first time, and this had to go to appeal. So it was a close run thing.
Hopefully it won't be just me who benefits, if I bring any words of wisdom or insights here. If there are any ... From experience, in terms of finding words of wisdom, there are far more, and far more love and support here, than I have ever found in 3D.
I am swinging from being hopeful to being pessimistic on this one. Too many hurts in the past. Too many false dawns. And here is another one.
