Mr Bruce Saunders
Here is a short description of what I have experienced:
Here is a brief chronology of events. I am trying to be concise and we are talking about 13 years of events here, so obviously I cannot include everything.
(July 2002) Two weeks after my graduation I suffered an unprovoked assault at the
hands of 6-7 men. I had just graduated with a MEng from Bath University and been offered a PhD that was starting in 2 weeks time. I have reason to know that it was not a random attack. The assault was severe enough to leave me with a limp for 3 years so you can imagine how hard they kicked me in the head. My nose was broken too.
So, I was okay and then I was not okay. I suffered what I know now to be PTSD and
then trauma induced psychosis developed. Strange dreams, shock and stress. I was angry which I internalised, and became depressed. At the time I thought little of psychiatry and knew less.
The trauma continued on campus as I became suspicious of everyone as a possible
source of my pain. I went to see the campus psychiatrist Bill Bruce-Jones who said I was just depressed. I told him about the assault. I know that. But his file notes are not
amongst the notes I got from Blackberry Hill, nor those of the other campus
psychiatrist. Why not?
The Department of Mechanical Engineering paid for me to go to the Priory in Bristol
and there the psychiatrist said I was okay. No problems. Again, his notes are not
present. Why not? This was about 18 months into my PhD.
I went through my transfer and although I had done original work, my assessor said
MPhil. So I worked out how much money I had and how much I owed and cancelled my registration and I went down to town. Then I asked to see someone on campus. I wanted to talk. And there was a code of silence which has not been broken since. Not a word. I was forbidden to go onto campus so that left me only e-mails to communicate with. I openly declared a dispute with the University and set about to irritate them as much as possible in order to get my day in court and question selected individuals under oath. But they refused to rise and take my challenge. So I continued e-mailing, whilst putting myself through bankruptcy. I could not find a job and I was nearly homeless.
Stress therefore continued to mount as did my hate for the Campus academics who were refusing to negotiate. It would seem that the campus psychiatrist then referred my “case” to NHS House and I had a visit from Pete Baran. (No notes) I was detained against my will at Hillview Lodge at the RUH just as I was planning to fly home and see my dying father who was schizophrenic with no insight. I was protesting that I did not and that I was in dispute with the University. To no avail. Trauma Induced psychosis and PTSD. Not schizophrenia, I repeat.
Then came my first appeal. Solicitor Carla Whale nee Hoddinoft of Withy-King. She
did not offer to show me the notes which you have before you. Slander and God knows what else. But my rights were abused. Malpractice. Nonetheless I won the appeal and was released. Danyte made her diagnosis at a distance of 1 kilometre. She did not discuss it with me nor the symptoms. That was the beginning of a diagnosis which has been false and pursued me for the last 13 years.
I got the same treatment from Amy Roberts, of Marlthams. No sight of my medical file. Deprivation of rights.
Where are the notes from the Bristol Hospital called the Priory?
Where are Bill Bruce-Jones’ notes?
Where are the Bath University psychiatrist’s notes?
Anger at my treatment = detention, justifiable depression = anger, expression of which is not illegal but because of my diagnosis I was classified as dangerous to the
community. Multiple detentions. Four or more psychiatrists have misdiagnosed me
now. Two at Swan hospitals, and three at the RUH to start with.
I met Dr Nick Smith, psychiatrist who said he didn’t think I had schizophrenia at all
because I was too old and because I lacked the classic symptoms such as broken speech and I was too old. He taught me about trauma induced psychosis. I understood.
Marlowe took over from Danyte and continued the trend of ignoring everything I said and ignoring the basic contradiction in symptoms.
And so on. Meanwhile the elusive notes from the Priory have disappeared, and the
false assessment has hung around my neck. Emotionally, not psychiatrically, I became very upset. Periodically I was put in hospital. I kept a blog and named names. It is within my rights… I checked with WordPress. If anyone doesn’t like it they have the option of doing the same. To me. Yet I was put in hospital repeatedly.
I want a full assessment by an impartial person. I am going to proceed with the case
myself if a solicitor does not assist, using the Freedom of Information Act and other
Statutes. That is all you need to know for the assessment.
I have included a sampling of false allegations made against me, from the first 3 inches of my medical file. Slander and worse. It is the false foundation upon which Danyte built her case.
Those are the facts and I want to see, in writing, the basis for your assessment, if any.
Because I have experience. And an advocate shall be assisting me. We know that Danyte based her assessment upon a lot of lies and false allegations.
Slander. From her notes. Her incomplete notes. This brings us up to 2007.