It is difficult for me to list priorities. But I know very well that, from the first time you meet the psychologists and psychiatrists, you need to be dealt with as a veteran, someone they want to take care of, not someone who needs to prove that he is ill. Always having to prove that you have your condition makes you feel bad. That is one thing. A lot of guys change their minds. They start to go, but the way in which some people treat them when they get there causes a problem. I am not saying everyone. Some people are very professional. I do not know if it because of the frustration because they are bureaucrats and we are maybe entitled to a pension. I do not know if that is where the problem is, but I had that experience in the process I went through. Some people really do not know how to handle us.
I also think that the clinics are not set up to meet the needs. Personally, I think that the clinic at Ste. Anne's Hospital is very nice. There is a television room and everything, but the system they have put in place makes the patient almost into a child again. You practically have to ask permission before going to the toilet. I don't feel that a 50-year-old guy, who spent his life as a sergeant, wants to go and tell a 20-year-old girl that he has to go to the toilet. Last week, I went to the Ste. Anne Hospital and I saw one of my comrades leave the clinic. He refused the care. His wife had come to see him; he wanted to talk to her and the worker told him to get on the bus and she didn't want to have to tell him again. He said that he was going to leave because, ill as he might well be, at his age, he was not going to put up with the way he was being treated anymore. I saw that with my own eyes. I was there.
Then there are the bureaucrats in Charlottetown. We have to demystify the whole idea of veterans—