Falling flat on my face

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Seriously, how stupid can one get? 

Or how depressed, to do something really really stupid?

Take it from me, age does not protect you, probably on the contrary!!

I’m off work, completely stressed by my Ex, my Boss, selling the house, rebellious teenagers, the lot. 

What do I do, a respectable (or so I thought) middle age mother of three?  

I fought my headacke with far too many drops of a very strong pain killer, topped it with two more headacke tablets — all on an empty stomach of course — followed by a couple of Tequilla Sunrise and ….. wait for it….. two puffs on a cigarette of pot (hashish), courtesy of my pals son -hope she never finds out and he’ll never comes round again.

Fast forward a couple of hours later when I woke up in hospital, no recollection of the ambulance, A&E, nothing

To sum it up:

– Concussion

– 15 mm long cut/stitches in my outside lower lip, inside cut should heal naturally, I hope

– bruised and swollen cheek right and tempel left 

– black’n blue bruised chin 

– swollen nose

– mega bruised upper teeth, unable to chew anything or even speak propperly.

I feel so stupid, so ashamed, so idiotic……… So not me 😢😟😩


I am your average wife,mother,friend,employee....a bit lost in my world, a bit crazy at times but always good for a laugh - I think ;-)

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