Dusty Wentworth

I am 52 years old. Until I collapsed at home in October 2023, I was a working man — a retired infantry soldier and a bodyguard. Today, I am disabled, reliant on NHS services and adult social care, and desperately fighting to be a meaningful father to my three young children, aged ten, six, and two. My reliance is a burden my wife should not have to carry alone. Yet, I have exhausted every formal avenue available to obtain the structured care I need to participate in family life — not merely to exist alongside it. On 26 September 2025, I met with my local MP’s casework team to set out, in person, a catalogue of systemic failings I have experienced. These failures are not merely inconvenient; they reduce my independence, increase my isolation from my young family, and place an unnecessary, crushing strain on my wife, who bears the brunt of my complex needs. My detailed submission, outlining systemic failures and structural neglect, was intended to drive political action. Ten ...