Oh the glamour

Got up this morning after a relatively good night. Brett only got up 4 times for the loo.
So I felt really perky!

I had a nice cup of coffee and whilst Brett was still asleep I decided to go outside the hospital and call my dad to wish him happy birthday.
I saw lots of other cancer parents on the way and enjoyed many pleasant chats.
All good yes ? no!!!

I've just been to the bathroom and noticed I'd left my hair up in a very roughly done high ponytail which I do late at night and expect no one to see (except nurses)
And if that wasn't enough I noticed I had a stream of white sleep dribble down my face.
Oh the glamour I project.

Note to self :::
look in the bloody mirror once in a while.