'Ere ya go mate......have some of these......
but softer on yer schnozz than kitchen roll
Gawd knows yer NOT alone, I don't reckon there's one single fibromite amongst us that doesn't often feel just like you do now. I mean, my hubby keeps hiding me hari kari knives so I s'pose that must mean that he still wants me around
I'm feeling pretty like poo meself at the mo, not just the bl**dy fibro and all that brings with it or the arfur, ( arfur-titis
), either but coz of me Mum and her Alzheimer's and the worry about me daughter and her hubby's attempts at their fertility treatment and the ops she's had to undergo for it and..ohhhhh just l-o-a-d-s of stuff. All seems to mount up BUT...........tomorrow is another day and who knows....it
might even be a BETTER one
Just remember mate....yer NOT alone......sending ya lots of virtual hugglies
