I got a hot tip from one of the girls at work that oxygen is good for you. Like, you might almost say that humans need oxygen, to keep on living. I think I remember learning that at school way back, but all that stuff in in the past, and I can’t be expected to remember what I learned in year 3 science or whatever.

Anyway, Viola brought it up because she’s organising a night out on the town, and she wants us all to get oxygen therapy. Oh, and like, oxygen therapy in Melbourne is a big deal now or whatever. What would I know about hyperbaric chambers? I know that I don’t get invited to much, that’s what, so I’m jumping at the chance to hang out with some friends. Had a bit of a search online to see what all this oxygen stuff was about, and honestly it sounds fab. I’m not sure how I feel about being in a strange chamber filled with an unfamiliar gas, but I saw some people promoting it on the Soaprah Sin-Free show, and they only promote the healthiest of stuff. The one time I doubted them was when they said kale milkshakes were the key to a healthy and balanced diet. I said no sir, that sounds ridiculous. Boy, I certainly felt stupid when it turned out to be true. Whenever I have a big dinner or eat too much chocolate, I always wash it down with a delicious kale milkshake. It’s green and tastes awful, so it must be the ultimate good in my opinion.

So yeah, this oxygen hyperbaric thing sounds like a good time all around, even though I don’t see how we’re going to chat through those glass things. Viola said to bring a really good book, so I guess we’ll just be sitting in our oxygen chambers, reading…not talking.

There are some weird trends in Melbourne. Oxygen therapy? I’ll give it a go anyway!

-Davina