Another Battle Won
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Another Battle Won
The war isn't over yet, but I had a victory last night.
I had a procedure done on my knee yesterday. I was prescribed some Vicodin for the pain. I stopped at the drug store to get it filled and was overcome with a powerful urge to buy some beer. The thought of how pleasant it would be to wash down the Vicodin with a few good imported bottles of brew. It became almost overpowering, and I was stuck in the store, where they sell beer, while waiting for my pills. I was in pain and I kept thinking how a little---just a little---alcohol would ease it.
Of course my rational mind knows that alcohol only impedes the healing process.
I told myself, "Not now, maybe on the way home". The beer selection at the drug store wasn't very good.
Holding that thought got me through the wait, and I got my medicine.
I stopped and got a Mexican dinner, knowing how full and heavy that food makes me feel.
I made it home and went to bed with a book. Soon my eyes became too heavy to read, and I turned off the light.
My first thought this morning was a flood of relief. I didn't do it.
I had a procedure done on my knee yesterday. I was prescribed some Vicodin for the pain. I stopped at the drug store to get it filled and was overcome with a powerful urge to buy some beer. The thought of how pleasant it would be to wash down the Vicodin with a few good imported bottles of brew. It became almost overpowering, and I was stuck in the store, where they sell beer, while waiting for my pills. I was in pain and I kept thinking how a little---just a little---alcohol would ease it.
Of course my rational mind knows that alcohol only impedes the healing process.
I told myself, "Not now, maybe on the way home". The beer selection at the drug store wasn't very good.
Holding that thought got me through the wait, and I got my medicine.
I stopped and got a Mexican dinner, knowing how full and heavy that food makes me feel.
I made it home and went to bed with a book. Soon my eyes became too heavy to read, and I turned off the light.
My first thought this morning was a flood of relief. I didn't do it.
Congrats! Those sudden urges can be powerful and frightening. Amazing how our brain can suddenly take such a self destructive detour. The good thing is that those urges pass when we let them and we come out the other end stronger and wiser. Keep it up!
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