Today's plan Marvel? DC? Marvel? DC? Marvel? DC? Today's day of sobriety has been brought to you, why not both? Got some sleep in. Food too. Truth is, I'm crawling out of my skin. Looking at my children, wondering why I am back in this situation again. I want another drink to ease the pain, but I know what it'll bring. It will get better. It does get better. Trust the sobriety |
keep strong. |
Distraction and exercise are your friends. You can do this! |
Try not to think too much. Rabbit hole. I'm with Aries - distract. Idle hands and all that... |
Day 3 here and my plan for today is to tackle Walmart (ugh), take my daughter to the park, and come home and watch The Life of Pets, all while my husband goes and plays golf with his work buddies. Which, I may add, if I was drinking I would have been pissed about because normally I'd be hungover and miserable and needed him home to pick up the slack while I slept it off or drank the hangover away. Life, actual LIFE, is starting to look good already... Get up and out and drown out that drinkin' thinkin' with activity! It's working for me today :) |
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DC brother |
How's it going? |
Sorry Phoenix, I'm not the God type. Sober: Mask of Zorro, followed by the Legend... Go figure August: I'm dealing. Skin crawl has slowed down. I was actually able to eat a 5 guys double bacon cheeseburger with some fries AND it stayed down. The desire to drink is there. The need is fading away |
Originally Posted by Ambuler
(Post 6250235)
Day 3 here and my plan for today is to tackle Walmart (ugh), take my daughter to the park, and come home and watch The Life of Pets, all while my husband goes and plays golf with his work buddies. Which, I may add, if I was drinking I would have been pissed about because normally I'd be hungover and miserable and needed him home to pick up the slack while I slept it off or drank the hangover away. Life, actual LIFE, is starting to look good already... Get up and out and drown out that drinkin' thinkin' with activity! It's working for me today :) |
Mester- how's it going today? |
Originally Posted by August252015
(Post 6252217)
Mester- how's it going today? |
Mester- how about thoughts and support, then? |
I'm open to anything. Called a sober buddy while I was in the hospital. I'm ready. I really am. I've been here before. I know what I need to do. If you never pick it up, you'll never have to worry about putting it down |
Originally Posted by Mester
(Post 6252267)
I'm open to anything. Called a sober buddy while I was in the hospital. I'm ready. I really am. I've been here before. I know what I need to do. If you never pick it up, you'll never have to worry about putting it down Wise decision on going to the hospital too. |
I'm glad you went to the hospital, and that you are now home feeling a little better. Your statement about never picking up is very wise. You can do this, hang close to here, and any other supports you have in place. I'm glad you have the support of your wife. |
I like the classics :glasses https://d1w7fb2mkkr3kw.cloudfront.ne...1401259457.jpg what happened at the Hospital? D |
Ativan at the hospital with some Zofran and an IV. Librium for at home. Resting now. Not much sleep. Just going to relax and talk with some friends today. Try to get some more food down. |
Hang in there, Mester. The first week is always the toughest. Remaining proactive in recovery has been the key for me. |
You are in a good safe place today with good care for you before returning home. When will you be released? It was August 1990 when I was taken to the hospital after running the road hitting a 2 ft cut out in the road thru some road construction and hitting a concrete culvert sitting on top the ground at 2 am returning home less than a mile from a local club of listening to music, drinking with folks like me while my little family, husband and 2 little ones slept in their beds. I stayed there for 10 days pretty messed up with them removing my punctured spleen so I wouldn't bleed to death along with numerous broken bones, many broken ribs and fluid in my lungs, contusions etc. After returned home vowing I wouldn't drink again, I took my meds for accident as prescribed till I didn't need them any longer. Come August 1990, I was cured so I thought and yet that voice, temptation was calling once again and there I was picking up exactly where I left off my drinking in Feb and off to the club I went. Same place, doing the same thing, returning home the same time, making it safe this time and this time another argument and with a dare to end my misery and life, I took a hand full of pills left over from my accident and off to bed to sleep forever without ever thinking about the consequences that lyed ahead of me or my family, my babies. Kids couldn't wake me the next morning until I heard a faint bell ringing next to me which was my mother in law looking for me and the kids on their last day of vacation bible school. She screamed at me to get up and as I slurred my words and in a fog and with grogginess, I got up and went to throw up all I could that was in my system and pull myself together. By that time family was alerted and before I knew it my spouse was trying to haul me to the car to take me to the hospital to get my stomach pumped. With every ounce of strength to ward him off, he released his grip as I said I was fine. A little time passed and in came the authorities to escort me to their car to be driven to a hospital. As I passed my spouse and father in law, with daggers in my eyes and anger in my voice, I told them I hated both of them and off walked to the back seat of the police car driving off feeling like a criminal when I wouldn't hurt a fly. So full of anger and resentments for what my family did to me. I spent that first night in the crazy ward walking softely amongst many sick folks watching them hug the walls, mumbling, shuffling, just so sad to see thinking surely I wasn't that far gone like them. Come the next day I passed all their test and was sent up stairs to another part of the hospital where those with alcohol and drug addiction were staying and would begin my journey in recovery learning about my addiction and its affects on me and those around me. I spent 28 days my choice after 2 weeks as they wanted to send me to a halfway house further away from my babies for 6 weeks, so I pleaded to remain where I was for those 28 day doing whatever I needed to do and I did with a 6 week outpatient attached which I also completed along with many many meetings sitting, following thru, suiting up, showing up. It took awhile before I began to understand the program of recovery in AA as I opened my heart, mind and soul with willingness and some honesty. Complete honesty would eventually come much later down the road which eventually opened up a new door for me to really enjoy the blessings and gifts offered to us by living and incorporating the tools and knowledge of this recovery program taught to me. For a many one days sober at a time I never wavered in wanting to return to the insanity of drinking, no matter what life was throwing my way. No, life isn't always easy or fair but in realizing and acceptance I have learned how to live life on lifes terms. Some 26 yrs sober down the road, I continue on my recovery journey passing what has been taught to me to others still struggling with addiction thru my own experiences, strengths and hopes of what my life was and is like before, during and after alcohol. Today, I remain passionate and responsible for my own recovery and in learning even after all these yrs, alcohol and drugs is still kicking butt and robbing us of many good souls out there in the world everyday. As you embark on your own journey in life and recovery that you too will become just as passionate and responsible for your own recovery as countless other members have and to know you never have to return to the insanity that comes with addiction. Be honest with your physicians or your doctor about your addiction and recovery ahead of you. For me, if I didn't and still don't tell my own doctors truthfully and without a doubt about my own addiction and recovery, they will prescribe me what they think they need to give me never mind that it is narcotic or habit forming, keeping me just as sick as I was when drinking. They are just doctors doing their jobs and yet they are the ones that keep many folks sick, stinging them along, abusing their own powers. For me, they will not use me and I will be the one to make sure that they don't give me meds that will interfere or mess with my own recovery that ive worked so hard for and achieve. I stand firm and unashamed of my disease and recovery because I'm here on Earth for a reason and purpose to live and help others with the awareness of addiction. SR Strong. :) |
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