Light bulb moment

Somehow I don't think that I'm going to lose any weight by giving up chocolate for Lent. Ok I know Lent isn't about getting a better figure, but if losing weight is a by product of being good, then I'm in! Of course eating 3/4 of a family size bag of wine gums, a large slice of Bakewell tart and whatever else I could find at work after my lunch, is not going to help.

But I needed a little boost today. My nose is killing me from where the overnight oxygen is drying out the lining of my nostrils and causing lots of little nose bleeds. I feel like I've done 10 rounds with some scary boxer. My ears feel like I've got two seashells strapped to them, as all I can hear is whooshing noises like the sea from where my earplugs are having a weird effect on them. And all I want to do at work come 2pm is sleep and we are expecting a mystery shopper, so I have to be smiley and alert... Oh gawd help me!
So I've now worked out how having the night O2 stops your vital organs from shutting down or you going into a coma when your stats drop rapidly while you are sleeping... The frigging concentrator doesn't let you frigging relax long enough for you to frigging drop off in the first place let alone fall into a frigging coma.... Aaaaaarrgghh!

Now to rub salt into the wounds I got home from work to find I've got to have another mammogram next month. No wonder my boobs look like Spaniel dogs ears just lately as they've been squashed three times in the past three years in that huge straightening machine!
AND my mother has her photo printed in this weeks Woman's Weekly and looks gorgeous at 92 years old and I look and feel 92! Help me Gok Wan!

Lots of love Debbie x