Sheet VS Diet

I went out for new sheets today.  Its getting freezing once again and once again I feel that familiar feeling that is generally accompanied by me being struck firmly in the centre of my chest with the baseball bat that is pnemonia. 

Rather than allow anual past history to repeat, this year I decided to put to a stop to it. 

I had to go to the doctors to pick up a referrel letter for the dermatologist to fix these BLOODY allergies, and on the way there I thought to myself, 'I wonder when the appointment I cancelled was for, perhaps I should rebook it and just grab some antibiotics now before I give anything a chance to kick in.' thinking it was in the afternoon the next day originally.

I walked into the surgery and the receptionist said 'Just take a seat Sarah he wont be long.'

I cocked my head rather like a dog does upon hearing the sound of a plastic bag opening and I said "HUH? do I have an appointment?" to which she... flushing with embarassment that she couldve gotten me mixed up with someone else, which really would be quite unlikely considering I have been vissting rather a lot lately since feeling the need to tear ones skin off isnt all that pleasant to live with... said "um yes, in ten minutes.""

Turned out my original appointment had never been cancelled and I just happened to walk in at the right time.  One look down my throat and a quick glance at the fact that the scales on my arms have turned to open wounds covering my entire body (I could get a lot more graphic there Ill have you note. because no matter how bad it sounds the expierance is worse!) and out I go with antibiotics and yet another 'you better come back and see me in a week' Him and I are almost friends, I could tell you the names of his shitsu cross and his tibetin spaniels... but not his kids.

So with a stern warning about how likely it is that its already pnemonia and to look after myself blah blah blah, I decided that I had better get more equipped for winters in the shed.  New flannelette sheets, thats all I wanted. 

Now naturally I was thinking of a few other things as well, gloves for example and ugg boot type things.  But sheets were my priority,

I came home with a diet and no sheets.

How does that happen?

I am now on a shake in the morning and a revolting chocolate bar that expands in your stomach at lunch and....

but wait theres more...

I have stopped drinking.

wait while I pick myself up off the floor after saying that outloud.

good clean spiritual living apparantly goes hand in hand with being healthy, Im glad I already quit smoking! I am also glad that I can settle for good dirty spirutal living because theres no way im not going to drink for the rest of my life!

Im not sure how I will go but Im prepared to try it and see.

no, not really Im still on the floor. 

Its not like I havent done alcohol free days before, its just that usually thats been because I have been suffering from a horrendous hangover.

I dont know what this shift is exactly that has caused all of the lights to flick on in my life but I am not complaining! oh I think I worked out how to do......

                                                                             


that as well.  (Cause that was just so hard really wasnt it.) righto, my 40 minutes on the wii fit is about to start.  LOL cause starting this with pnemonia is so the BEST plan EVER.
At some point I shall hit up Atheekial for some positive thinking and self healing but for now... a warm blankie and bed is what I need. 40 minutes on the wii indeed, what a joke.