Hello, fightin. I was a day 3 to 4 girl myself. Basically, i sobered up enough so my hand was shaking out of control and i could sign my name on the electronic pad to get my booze. What finally really got me past day 4 this time was not going it alone. I started going to AA. I simply went to meetings just to get my sorry ass out of the house during times i would have left the house to get booze. I didn't talk much but i listened a lot. Listening to others tell their stories really brought me a feeling of kinship. I have nothing else in common with these people but the most driving force in my life. Addiction. Hearing about how they suffered, suffer, strive and journey through this together (like we do here) helped me and still does.