Baby Heroin

My new meds are known as 'baby heroin', and I can see why.

They completely knock me out.

I won't take it unless it's an absolute emergency -- I don't want to get dependant on it, plus there are the minor issues, that it causes obesity and diabetes. I haven't lost almost six stone to promptly put it all back on again, thank you.

And it is kind of dangerous; to be unconscious when in charge of children, don't you think?

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In other news, Number One Daughter is holidaying in London with Boy -- a kind of trial run for the whole impending leaving home thing.

And Number Two Daughter has a boy (no capital letter, please note) flying in from Sicily to meet her, God help us all. I am being drafted in to meet his mother, but alas cannot utilise baby heroin to calm fraying nerves else I might collapse into my pizza over lunch. I can't use my old meds, as they have caused some nasty prolactin problem, and it isn't clear yet whether I am out of the woods for a prolactinoma on that front.
So lunch might be a little tense.
Luckily they are not actually Italian, but American, so at least I can have a go at making conversation. Hopefully.

I'm really not a people person.