For those of you who may have missed some posts, Wilson is my football. Wilson has been punched and kicked daily, but he remains my best friend. The problem is, I keep kicking him over the roof!!
So after my earlier rant, I did then get my hair sorted and I did manage to go out with OH. I was even left unacompanied with hair straighteners and I did no harm.
After a trip to Sports Direct the new incarnation of Wilson is once again in my possession. I’ll try not to kick you so high this time my good friend.
As for my trip out with OH; it went much better today. I was very stressed on the ward today so getting out was like breathing for the first time, when you feel like you’re drowning. We didn’t stay long with each other but the time we did have was relaxed and nice. I am missing Little man though; which is a really good sign.
I’m much calmer now and my mood has lifted.