A very caring contact arranged a posting back in my home Department and a few weeks later I was working once more. I had no post, but was 'actively seeking one'. A private diagnosis, via HR was also arranged. Bizarrely, both the NHS and Private ones coincided and I undertook both within a month of one another.
The NHS one was far simpler. I brought along my husband for support and my Mother for background evidence of my strange childhood. Now, it's fair to say that I don't really get on with my Mother as she's a very negative depressive person who fails to seek assistance in dealing with those particular conditions - she's also pretty certainly got full blown Asperger Syndrome or strong traits of it herself. It took place in a medical centre near a pub which had some bad memories for me - basically, I hadn't wished to go to a relative's hen night and my Mother pretty much forced me to attend. Anyway, the Doctor had a list of traits written down and asked me to elaborate on them, which I did. My Mother was suitably vindictive whilst discussing my past, wrapping everything up in an 'unreasonable child' cocoon. I burst into tears and was pretty upset.
The conclusion was, after about an hour and a half was that I had Asperger Syndrome. I was pleased with the findings.
My Mum most likely had it too. Lots of coincidences here.
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