Last night – my poor daughter

My little girl (actually she’s 22 and taller than me, but always my baby) called me last night at 1.30 to let me know she was having to go to hospital. She had been assaulted at work.

So obviously Paul drove me to the hospital so I could be with her.

My poor baby is badly bruised on her arms, back and really badly bruised all across her stomach. Luckily, after a several hour wait, she was seen and advised no internal damage. So home we came.

She deals with anxiety and depression every day, but loves her work. Feels like she can make a real difference for youths who have had a crap story so far.

Now she feels like giving it up, and I can’t lie, I don’t want her in that environment. I also know she’ll go through a really bad time mentally if she leaves.

Hopefully she’ll respond to my message soon, indicating she’s awake and I can go and see her, have a nice cup of tea and a chat. Nurse our pains (My little headache And her huge body aches). Thank goodness for my work, they’ve been very understanding and told me not to come in.

What to do?!?! ….

Sorry for such a negative post.

Hopefully I’ll be more positive focused on my next update.

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Hi, I'm Jo! 44 years old,and on a quest to become my ideal weight! Like many people, I've been lost in the world of dieting, and will be documenting my journey to becoming a healthier me!

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