Unfortunately despite selling a lot of what we owned and due to having a closed work permit that only allowed me to work in the abusive and toxic culture of Callingwood crossing medical centre who also fired me suddenly via email citing many new reasons that were never raised with me formally or been given an opportunity to respond to or even try to remediate the situation. The sudden firing also occurred after I took 7 days off for the 1st time with burn out and worsening depression and frequent acute migraine attacks due to the high level of stress I was experiencing working in an environment that is not supportive at all in fact quite harsh and aggravating for my autistic /adhd neurodivergent brain. And despite me asking the whole team , the senior management and clinic owner to make simple cheap reasonable adjustments to meet those needs, none of my requests were ever met. I was continuously pushed to work in a non caring clinic focused on profits and pushing me to see 40-56 patients a day in small allowable durations to maximize profits. If I felt as a doctor a patient was really unwell and needed more time I was told off for that told to wrap it up and get them to come again tomorrow or next week as any extra time I spend with them is un-billable and the clinic owner and the clinic is in fact losing money because of my behaviour. I have become homeless with my 5 years old son who is vulnerable as he has learning disabilities too ( autism, moderate to severe adhd, and speech delay problems) and our kittens. A kind lady is looking after our kittens for a reduced fee and she is happy to wait until I have started to work again in the kind much more supportive clinic and team who have a job as a family physician ready and waiting for me, they put me in touch with their own wonderful immigration consultant. He helped me a lot and applied on my behalf to obtain an own work permit for vulnerable workers who have experienced abuse or harassment by their employer. We are waiting to receive their decision about my application any time now. We have also been offered a room to stay in at Jessie’s house in Morinville ( about an hour away from Edmonton) for which we are both immensely grateful and deeply appreciative, staff and support here is so wonderful. However, Oliver hasn’t been able to go to his specialist autism school which he loved or his nursery due to distance and that I don’t have any source of income and less than a quarter filled tank. I was planning to sell my car which I paid $23,000 for only 3 months ago, and I still owed $11,280 to. TD finance as it was half financed. I was offered $14,000. Which meant I will only end up with $2700. Of this money I was planning to buy a cheaper and older run around car for $1000-$1500. Rest of the money I was hoping to pay for a 1st month rent for a cheap 1 bed apartment for Oliver and I somewhere in Edmonton ( the shelter staff kindly said that there was a programme for women who experienced abuse where they can help with the security deposit payment). So over all there is a glimpse of hope, of light at the end of this very dark tunnel with uneven ground filled with sharp edged stones cutting through our bare feet ( metaphorically speaking) as we continue what I keep calling our unique adventure in trying to achieve our Canadian dream as I keep calling it to my 5 years old son to keep him motivated and strong spirited. However, something unfortunate happened, my depression and CPTSD has significantly worsened and I have become acutely suicidal and been admitted under the psychiatry team in a ward in Misericordia hospital. The team here is trying to adjust and change some of my medication to help me feel better and safer for me and my son Oliver. He has been taken into care after a judge issued a court order today that he is to become and remain under the care of the state until I have significantly improved to have him back and that when I am discharged I am to have supervised visits to see him to support me and Oliver until the court deems me much improved with a stable mental health and posing no danger to myself it my son. I just feel so traumatized, and exhausted really really exhausted, not sleeping well, and due to lack of money not been able to get all my regular medications including for my ADHD and severe atypical migraines. I am experiencing deep deep indescribable pain. Physical, emotional, psychological and even spiritual pain after all the hardship I went through as a single mum for over a year in preparation to emigrating to Canada, including studying for my Canadian medical certification exams whilst I was working full time. Selling my house and everything I owned , having to rehome some of my beloved pets who I knew for a fact will not tolerate the long trip to get to Edmonton from Wales which actually took us 27 hrs door to door, persuading Oliver’s dad and his side of the family that oliver and I will have a much much better life here in Canada. We have only been here for 4 months so far ( oliver loves his autism specialist school and loves being in Canada and keeps saying he is Canadian now) , whilst my work experience and the unfair punitive actions taken by the clinic owner against me and my family knowing very well our circumstances and learning disabilities and that I have no family as I fled a highly abusive childhood (from the age of 3-17) by focusing on my education and winning a scholarship to study medicine in Manchester university. Been working as a doctor successfully for 17 years in the UK never had any of these issues when I was working in the UK and after obtaining my medical certificate I never ever really experienced this level of poverty I have experienced here, needing food bank, not being able to get medication for me or my son , becoming homeless, him not being able to go to school any more and me not being able to work for 2 months with increasing mounting debts and no way out as of yet. Things are extremely hard right now , I am working really really intently to get better and wishing fif the suicidal ideations and images in my head to stop and the pain in my head and body to ease , and to start sleeping again, so that I can be fit enough and safe to be reunited with my son Oliver again. And hopefully once the new open work permit has been issued turn a new page and a new chapter and not be scared that more bad things are going to happen. If the clinic in the least conducted or instructed an outside independent agency to perform a simple occupational health assessment they would have really understood my learning needs to work at my best to help my patients and wouldn’t be where we are now, it would have spared us all the pain, stress, worsening mental health, confusion, isolation, poverty , homelessness , being separated from my vulnerable son with speech problems and learning disabilities when I am all he he has known to take care of him on a daily basis whilst I was taken to hospital as an emergency via ambulance and now advised I need to stay for “ a few days” until I am better. I really don’t want any other poor parent who happen to be in my situation to go through what I went through shockingly and unfairly. And because I am on a work permit me and my son were not allowed to access lots of avenues of help or support from governmental bodies or social services , or the council such as emergency financial assistance because this is only available to Canadians, permanent residents or refugees. So we fell between the cracks. Even if my current closed work permit doesn’t allow me to work anywhere else apart from the clinic that severely mistreated me and my family by default who also fired me and treated me like a criminal warning me that I can’t come to the clinic without prior arrangements with senior management who will need to escort me every where I go and wasn’t allowed to go into my then office and pack my own things and some personal items, they decided actually to hire an external company that the staff helped to bundle all my stuff in boxes and then just dump it at my door, I remember looking at these boxes of my personal belongings and medical equipments and thinking in shock in disbelief “ Is this really happening? How did it come to this? Me as a family physician being treated like trash and a criminal and my own belongings dumped like trash at my door? Where was all their talk about support and that they have got my back and that we are a team? What have I done to contribute to this eventuality?” And the answer from me from the heart and with complete honesty I started putting my foot down after 6 weeks of struggling wit their heavy imposed system of working on my self that the need to meet me halfway now, and finally work with me to put clear reasonable cheap adjustments I have asked for repeatedly in place to help me and at the time I took 7 days off as sick leave with burn out, acute stress, migraines and worsening depression. I insisted also in the next senior management meeting I will bring a physicians champion and an autism advocate support worker to support me, and I already reached out to the Edmonton west primary care network asking for help as my employer is not listening or even trying to meet my learning disability needs and I also complained about by predicament to the Alberta Human Rights Commission. Even though my employer agreed to meet with my requested support to accompany me in 7-10 days time. Three days later the blocked all my access to my work and patients and blood test results I wanted to review when I was feeling a bit better in my sick leave and they didn’t communicate with me at all to explain why they have done that: and 10 days later I was suddenly fired by email.