I have the Overlords of the Universe to thank for my sustained good health, despite my experience of homelessness and the stress and difficulty I faced as a result of that.
One Christmas I was consumed with worry about tuberculosis as I had recently been exposed to it. That worry was assuaged when I went to Crisis for Christmas, where fortune smiled on me as I bumped into a mobile medical unit. Their medics kindly checked me over, x-rayed me et cetera, giving me a clean bill of health.
Prior decades of careful lifestyles, with exercise etcetera stood me in good stead, on the streets. The inevitable erosion of body parts and their performance was (and is now, too) acceptable. Of course, my truly grateful thanks extend to the NHS and to my GPs and their team for their devoted care and skills, keeping me in good health, when needed.
Recognising that the degree of good health, mental and physical, differs for everyone, I personally would like, through my reportage to increase awareness of issues faced by those experiencing street homelessness. I want to inform the general public and legal bodies, (overwhelmed as these bodies may be) so that they can better assist vulnerable people to acquire and sustain a less stressful, healthier and happier life.