Crossfitting, pancreas acting, single mum to three
It’s hard to describe the emotions that flood through you when you get surgery dates for your kids. It’s hard to explain why you are sad, worried, about an operation that isn’t life threatening. I’ll try, It’s the knowledge that at an age when life should be all about sleepovers, playing out, and laughing your…
Let’s start with the facts. I’m 44, in 41 days I will be 45. Despite being a regular attendee at a CrossFit gym, I still have what can only be described as a rotund shape. Plus, I am much fitter in my head than I am in my body. But yet, for the third time…
Today I am crumbling. Today, was like someone hit reverse on my life and despite knowing it was going to happen; it still slapped me in tears and left me breathless. This blog has well documented my families rather on going relationship with the NHS. Today my youngest baby recemented her ties with our healthcare…
I just returned from two weeks in Mauritius. A devastatingly beautiful country, where we swam with wild Dolphins, saw humpback whales, clambered behind waterfalls, got up close and personal with an ostrich. Plus we over indulged daily and delightfully on food and drink (with the all inclusive wrist band). I had time. Which was a…
Boris, have you ever watched a child with an Eating Disorder choose their food and then eat it when their mind monkeys are playing havoc. It is excruciating, the internal dialogue playing out in their mind is depicted on their face, as a million intrusive, harming thoughts permeate their brain and scream at them to…