In the last year I've lost 51 pounds, I feel so much better about myself and I've dropped 3 dress sizes.
Was planning a better post but have had a nightmare with Isobel being in hospital after eating a sweet given to her by a classmate who is Polish, the sweet was peanut, Izzy doesn't speak Polish so had no idea (She has a peanut allergy) so her and Paul have spent the afternoon is hospital. She is ok, very puffy but has had steroids which have really helped. I feel frazzled and stressed as I wasn't with her and had Paul dithering and calling me asking stupid questions when he just needed to get his arse to the hospital with her.
(Feeling sorry for myself bit) It really does seem to be one thing after another just at the moment, wish we could have a break from problems.
Am celebrating my anniversary tomorrow with a solo shopping trip, can't wait to have some time alone!
Sorry for my moany post. Hope that everyone is well.