Wow!

I’m not exactly used to feeling “good” (see Depression).

I normally self treat with aromatherapy, but my normal blend hasn’t been doing much for me recently (I’ve been going through a rough patch with the D), so I decided to play around and make myself a new spritz:

5 Positives

To stop me spiralling down (the Depression has been raising its ugly head again in recent weeks) I thought I’d post 5 positives:

• My three cats are beautiful and purry. (We won’t mention moulting and whinging).
• We are starting to be able to dig ourselves out of our financial black-hole.
• I only have 6 months until I qualify for long-service leave.
• Which means only 6 months to go before I can put my escape plan into effect from this toxic job and cash the leave in when I go.
• Its Friday tomorrow today! Weekend, here I come.

Fat and Physicians – my own experiences

Inspired by Shapely Prose’s initiative: the First Do No Harm blog, I am re-posting an entry from my old blog which covered some of my own experiences of medical discrimination against fat people. Each of these experiences left me emotionally shattered, shamed and distrustful of doctors. Thankfully, I now have a GP who has never mentioned my weight.

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