It's not that I don't want to mention my mum, I just don't want to go back to the GP, for several reasons.
First I don't want to be shamed about my weight again, I know it's their job to point out the obvious but I am very aware and doing my best and it hurts.
Second I believe through experience the GP thinks I'm overanxious and melodramatic because of my mental health issues. On the odd occasion I have seen her or taken my kids to her, she tends to ignore what I'm actually there for and focus on my 'anxiety'. Which again I know is her job but it does make it pretty pointless going to see her about anything else.
Third there is the process of actually GETTING an appointment, which is now Byzantine to the point of making you want to scream, and I usually only engage in it of I'm actually quite worried about one of my kids (and even then, I often leave it longer than I should, for all the reasons above).
Currently to get an appt at our practice, you have to:
a) fill in an online assessment questionaire. If you are not careful to answer the questions a certain way, you will hit the NO screen where it tells you to call 111 instead and you can't progress to an appointment.
b) once you have sent a form, you have to wait for them to call you back, which they say the will do any time in the next two-three days depending on urgency. If you miss the call, you're back to square one. I work and have two small kids. I ALWAYS miss the call.
c)If by some chance I do catch the call, or I ring up and plead after a missed one and they put me back on the triage list and I get through, I have a telephone assessment, and if they decide you should be seen (IF), they usually offer an appointment in the next hour or so. I work and have small kids. I can't make the appointment with that kind of notice. So they put you down for another telephone review at some point in the next 2-3 days again. Rinse and repeat.
The only way I have been able to actually attend an appointment has been to literally drop everything and go, so I only do this now when one of my kids is very unwell.
Whereas once upon a time, I would just ring up, or walk in to the surgery, and if it was a sick kid they'd see us that day (you'd often have to wait around, if it was a grown-up problem or a kid one that could wait they'd book you in at some point in the next fortnight. It's so awful now I just can't face it most of the time.