Thank goodness …

…..for chocolate.

I believe the calories don’t count when it’s being used therapeutically.

I’m tearing my hair out - I’m getting dire messages of doom and gloom from Plymouth - specifically from my step-dad’s family. I’ve spent the last day on the phone getting some extra help organised and when they've rung to confirm times with step-dad he’s said he doesn’t want it. Arghhhhh!!!!! My mother has stopped eating - this isn’t the first time we’ve been down this road - I’m going down on Friday - not that she’ll take any notice of me but at least I can get the true story of what’s going on. But for now - chocolate.