Thanks enormously for arriving at my blog.
In my short life thus far, I've had numerous whopping failures, but also I am blessed with a loving Mum currently whom I adore. I live in Primrose Hill, NW London.
Alcohol used to be a big part of my life. It is now completely dead in my life. I lead a fulfilling life in recovery ("Recovery").
It is hard to describe to others, who have not experienced what alcoholism is, the overwhelming fake world you produce, causing substantial distress to others. You have absolutely no insight. You can't stop at one drink, and yet one drink is never enough.
I have done various degrees and diplomas ("About"), and it is surreal looking back on all of them. I once upon a time received the second highest First at the University of Cambridge in neuroscience in the Class List in 1996. You'll find the somewhat bland details of them in my "About me" page.
The education makes me in the person I am. I have been hugely influenced by my late father here, who was a self-made man. I have been awarded scholarships at Westminster School and at Cambridge purely on merit, but I cannot deny that my academic CV is only made possible through the love of my parents.
Don't ever let non-socialists tell you socialism can't be defined. I think the opportunity cost of the recent upheaval of the NHS, symbolised in a 493 page document called the 'Health and Social Care Act (2012)', but which does not contain a clause promoting patient safety, is terrible.
I owe my life to the NHS ("NHS"). I survived a six week coma in 2007, heralded by an asystolic cardiac arrest, epileptic seizure, and acute meningitis. Through the hard efforts of the multidisciplinary neurorehabilitation team at the National Hospital and Neurology, Queen Square, where I used to be a junior, I learnt how to walk and talk again.
It is my firm belief that anything can happen to anybody at any time. "Free at the point of need" is often used as a figleaf by all parties, but the service must be comprehensive and universal, and be well planned, not driven by competition, for the public, and not fragmented.
Being now physically disabled, and now in recovery for over seven years, having never had a regular salaried job since my coma, I keep myself to myself. I am proud to be part of the overseeing team of BPP, where indeed I completed my Bachelor of Law, Master of Law and Master of Business Administration at BPP Law School and BPP Business School. I regularly attend domestic and international conferences on dementia ("Dementia").
I completed a Ph.D. in the subject of frontal dementia at Cambridge. My paper in Brain (1999) is considered to be a seminal contribution to the field, has been widely quoted by international laboratories, as in the current Oxford Textbook of Medicine.
I have become interested in dementia, and am a proud advocate of an arm of policy called "Living well with dementia". I'm proud to have published a book entirely on this subject, and I'm currently writing a follow up book called "Living better with dementia" ("Living better with dementia"). My full list of publications is also given here on my blog ("Publications").
This policy is not dry for me for personal reasons. I consider my friends living with dementia not only to have an ethical right to autonomy, beneficence, non-maleficence and justice, but a legal right not to be discriminated against on grounds of equality law.
It's not what people can't do, but what people can do, which matters, makes me passionately in love with promoting the rights of citizens who've been given a diagnosis of the medical profession. But it means I am simultaneously estranged with the medical model of dementia.
Following my own Bachelor of Law and Master of Law, the latter at the University of Law of England and Wales, I am intensely interested in domestic and international law ("Law"). I believe firmly in the rule of law; the supremacy of the law, and nobody is above the law.
My father died on the ITU of the Royal Free, Hampstead, London, the hospital which saved my life, on 10 November 2010. On that day, I was not regulated professionally. Today, I am regulated by both the medical and legal professions, from the General Medical Council and the Solicitors Regulation Authority. I had been erased, rightly, by the GMC in 2007. I am, expectedly, deeply disgusted at this period of my life. But likewise it is important that I live with my past to confront the future.