I don't often post about food on here, nor specific health stuff. I don't want to be giving advice without making sure all the edges and ramifications are covered. So, disclaimer, what I'm talking about is what I've decided to try for me until I can talk to my GP and...
I kinda feel like I'm watching a flashing cursor sometimes right now. As I said in my last post though, Tempus is talking about giving me space to do something to make me happy. And honestly? it's been a bit of a shock. And a bit of a weird thing to start organizing....
I blog about a little bit of everything, but these are the chronological posts currently available. You may also see a duplicate post above, because there’s featured announcements included above, but that’s deliberate!
I don't often post about food on here, nor specific health stuff. I don't want to be giving advice without making sure all the edges and ramifications are covered. So, disclaimer, what I'm talking about is what I've decided to try for me until I can talk to my GP and...
It's been a weird week at Casa Wilson-Viola. It started on Monday morning, waking up with THE worst cold, and wanting to get so much done, and then....getting a call about my blood tests from the Friday before. Turns out I'm incredibly anemic again, so I was right...
Things have dramatically changed for me here in the last four weeks. As a bit of a recap, I thought I'd share why.In June, I decided that I didn't want to keep going the way I was, and, as people kept asking, I was going to launch a coaching project. And while there...
I kinda feel like I'm watching a flashing cursor sometimes right now. As I said in my last post though, Tempus is talking about giving me space to do something to make me happy. And honestly? it's been a bit of a shock. And a bit of a weird thing to start organizing....
I'm in a bit of an odd, vulnerable place right not.And it's been going on for about three months. Because I literally started writing this post in June of this year. And stopped. Everything. Broken, busted... I don't know how to put into words how hard the last few...
21 years ago today, I was in intensive care. Concious, and actually, in good shape, just waiting for a transfusion. My daughter - who is also 21 today - had been delivered an hour or two before - and they'd nicked her placenta, and that created quite a serious bleed...
Firstly, I've redesigned my blog. I'd love to hear what people think of it, and if you'd like to see anything.I'll be connecting up more of my blogs as time goes on, but for the time being, and I'd love it if you sign up to my newsletter. I'm also delighted to...