TOPIC: ILLNESS: How Sick Were You?

[aasharon90]

"That year I went to an alcohol treatment program twice.
The first time I was in treatment, I was shaving at the
mirror in the bathroom and it seemed to me that my
beard was growing back in as fast as I could shave
it off. Even though I was in a hospital gown, I escaped,
running down the streets and jumping up and over fences.
I was on the porch of a woman's house banging on the
door for her to let me in when the police arrived. I tried to
convince them she was my wife and my children were
inside, but they saw the hospital bracelet on my wrist,
and they took me back to the program. …

"The doctor told me that if I went into D.T.'s like that
again I might not come out."




Hi Im Sharon and Im an Alcoholic.

By the grace of my HP and people like you here
in SR, I havent found it necessary to pick up
a drink of alcohol since 8-11-90.

For that and you I am truely grateful.


I recall how crazy and sick i really was
long after I got sober.

As I read the passage shared with u guys
up above, I can certainly relate. See i use
to do strange stuff too....like driving thru
a hard rain and a flooded street just to
get to a club and drink and listen to music
when I should have stayed safe at home.

But nooooo, my insanity was pushing me
harder than ever.

It was months later that i ended up crashed
in the middle of a construction zone. I road
in the EMS truck for the first time and dont
recall it......I almost died with a punctured
spleen and numerous broken ribs etc.

It was a 10 day stay and 6 months later to
have healed nicely to only return to my old
behavior of drinking, clubbing then to try
and end my life.

It wasnt until a family intervention took
place sending me to rehab for 28 days
and taking those first 3 steps that my
illness began to subside.

Today my illness is at bay....I am an alcoholic
with a disease that is dormant. As long as
I follow the 12 steps provided to us thru
the program of Alcoholic Anonymous
then im granted a 24 hour reprieve to stay
sober.....JUST FOR TODAY.

We all have a story to share about
our illness. Feel free to share yours
with us.

Thanks for letting me share.

[Hurricane]

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[BillJ]

Toward the end of my drinking I'd taken to picking up cases of Tyrolia Wine ($3 a gallon - class-act stuff! ) and driving down to my brother's place in south-central Nebraska. Invariably, about halfway through that first gallon, I'd strip down to nothing but a pair of tennis shoes and that jug, and go wandering the roads around his farm singing at the top of my lungs.

After I sobered up I realized "normal" people don't do that kind of stuff!

That's one of the more light-hearted memories, but it wasn't all fun and games. There were plenty of dangerous situations of my own making (bad dope deals, car wrecks, lethal chemical cocktails) that should have killed me. There were nights spent in jails, under bridges, in strangers' beds or the bitter cold, that could have killed me, or worse. There were long nights of loneliness, sordid places and companions, and plenty of mornings those "hideous Four Horsemen" came to call.

That's as sick as I ever want to get. I pray I never forget what I was feeling in the moment I took my last drink 30+ years ago - the lost, helpless, desperate sense that "This is it; this is all I have to look forward to."

I could not have imagined how drastically my life was about to change! Thank God for AA! Thank AA for you! Thank you for sharing your E, S, & H with me today! Man, am I glad I'm sober!