18/11/2020
T'was the night before Christmas and all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
Flossy was sat all alone on her bed,
With the thoughts of the last few weeks in her head.
Flossy missed group some six weeks before.
She didn't have the courage to walk through the door.
She knew she had gained, had places to go,
And found it so hard to simply say "No".
A 'catch up week' she'd planned that day.
But somewhere, somehow, she'd gone astray.
Each week Flossy gained just one pound more,
And felt even worse than the week before.
How would she ever get back on track,
When willpower was something she seemed to lack?
"Tomorrow is Christmas day, oh my!"
"I'll be eating so much", Flossy thought with a sigh.
"Another six pounds I could gain by New Year,
Then eating what's left could mean more gains, I fear"
"If only I'd faced the scales that night,
And asked Stacey my Consultant to help make things right!"
"Perhaps, Christmas Eve, I'd be wearing a smile,
Instead of living my life in denial".
So please, don't be Flossy, don't quit when it's rough.
I'm here to help when the going gets tough.
I'll hold your hand through the good and the bad,
Let's make this the best weight loss Christmas you've ever had.