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I work as an orderly in a hospital in New York. About 3 months ago a patient came to my hospital... an 11 year old boy named Tempelton Blake "M" (don't know if I'm allowed to post a last name) He was in a terrible car wreck, and a drunk driver was involved. He received damage to his internal organs, internal bleeding, lower spinal cord damage, and shattered his hip and both legs.

TBM's (everyone calls him that because he HATES being called Tempelton) recovery has been long and hard. He'll probably never walk again, and he hasn't been out of his bed since his admission to the hospital. His parents rarely come and visit... only about 3-4 times a week because they ?just can't handle seeing their boy like this?. Grandma and Grandpa are regular visitors, but they're old and it's getting harder to leave the house in the winter months.

Despite all of this, TBM is always smiling. The only joy he receives in life now is playing video games online, a special request that was granted to him by the director of the hospital herself. He really is a virtuoso at gaming, and he loves to tell me about his ?pwns?. I didn't know what that even was until I met TBM.... it means basically he kicked their butt or ?owned? them. I visit him about twice a shift, and often spend my lunch break in his room, and he laughs his head off telling me about all of his ?pwns? that day. It really makes his day to ?pwn? complete strangers online... it really empowers him and make him feel strong. I think it gives him a lot of self confidence, and self confidence in all forms is key to recovery.

The reason I'm posting this is because I have an idea that will really lift his spirits, and I need some help. All it'll cost you is a piece of paper and 5 minutes of your time. For Christmas, I want to give him a photo collage with pics similar to this:



If you can help me out with this, you will really make a fantastic young kid smile on Christmas. You can post your pics in this thread, or if you're shy about posting pics online, you can PM me or email them to me here at:

mithra14075@yahoo.com

We plan on putting them up all over his room to help keep him smiling!

Thanks in advance!

PS: Keep the pics saying things like ?TBM pwned me?, or ?I got pwned by TBM? instead of the usual ?Get Well? stuff. Remember, my friend TBM lives to pwn!!!

or maybe a bit of both?

So here it is. I flew of the freakin handle yesterday.

Backstory, (I'll try to make it brief)
Since Katrina and the federal flood, I can count on 1 hand the number of weeks my husband and I have lived alone in our home. relatives, friends, contractors, etc... Most recently we have had an employee and his daughter and her bf living with us. Employee moved, so daughter and bf moved upstairs, finally relinqueshing "My den" ( tv room, computer room, favorite couch, etc... My sanctuary).

We have in the last 2 weeks had to let an employee go ( strictly financial reasons, damn economy, we love her) so I have been working her shifts at the restaurant, on top of my usual duties, which begin around 7 am. Her shift ends at 9:30 -10:00 pm. I have time in the middle of the day to come home and take a break, which I did yesterday around one.

All I wanted was to come home, sit on the couch, watch some mindless tv and maybe nap for a lil bit. just some peace and quiet, y'know?

But No, it wasn't going to happen. Daughter and bf were in the den eating and watching a movie ( just starting a movie), and no amount of subtle hinting would get through. So... I emptied and loaded the dishwasher, moved laundry along, and went back to the restaurant, simply livid and with a very painful back.

Oh... and I can't nap in my room, I'm currently having major back spasms and the only way I can sleep or nap or get relief is to sit w/ my feet up.

This ain't the first time. I know it won't be the last.

I don't feel that I can ask them to vacate " my room" I lost that right when they covered my butt for untold months while I was residing at the bottom of a vodka bottle, when I was breaking her fathers heart, while I was breaking their hearts and setting fires to any bridge that I had worked so long to build with her and them. I have a lot to make up for and I have even more to prove. I filled them w/ disgust and rightly so.

So I guess I was feeling incredibly resentful... first at them for not reading my mind and getting up and going upstairs where, they have their own tv, then even more so at myself for feeling that way, and for acting like a petty, juvenile brat. ( not in front of them, I waited till I left the house and got to the restaurant and locked myself in the ladies room and stomped and slammed and kicked ... gawd, I put a hole in the wall w/ my foot).

I was filled with pain, resentment, self pity, regret, guilt and an immense amount of frustration.

Normally, I would have had a drink or 20.... But yesterday, I didn't. I again proved to myself that I can go through emotions, actually feel them and not have to drink.

But, I still reacted to this poorly and I am ashamed.

That said, I'm pulling another shift tonight, tonights is longer, and I will be coming home for a break. I'll try to handle it better today. Maybe even like an adult. LOL.


Thanks for letting me get this off my chest. Y'all rock.

.. Now I gotta hit the shower, a meeting then go make soup for the masses and wash their dishes.

So, I was thinking that a thread dedicated to what is good about us recovering folks would be a good idea, so when we feel down and crappy we can remember that God don't make no junk.

I'll start:

I"m a caring person.
I love fully.
I am good with animals.
I've managed to raise two pretty empathetic, moral, and funny kids.
I kick butt in the kitchen..especially with comfort food.
I have a good sense of humor.
I'm not afraid to cry, even in front of you.
I have an extraordinary recall of totally useless celebrity facts.

Come on...join on in. What's good about you?

Karen

I couldn't think of a title.

I don't even know what to say.

I need a therapist, but a therapist cannot change my genetics...cannot change what I look like...

Also, how do you talk to a perfect stranger about embarrassing things? Things that if you told ANYONE, you'd be the butt of all jokes for the rest of your life. How do you muster the courage to get help?

I'll probably call off of work today. This makes two times in a week. I need to do something soon.

Hello,

It was a rough day around here today. My girls were in lockdown at their High School and then bussed over to another school until they check the school for the bomb. One of my daughters broke her ankle and is on crutches. It was so tough on her to get around, especially trying to get on and off the bus. I have been driving her and picking her up since she broke her ankle and we find it tough enough getting her in and out of the car never mind trying to make those stairs on the bus.

I felt helpless at work since we could not go get the kids until we received a notice from the school which was 2 hours after they were in lockdown. My youngest daughter texted me saying "I'm scared". It was awful. Thank God everyone was OK and there wasn't a Bomb.

I just don't get it. Now a days these Bomb scares semm to happen way too often. My girls have been through 3 in the last couple of years. The worsed thing that happened when I was in High School was a fire alarm being pulled. Which back then, basically meant you went out to have a butt and chat with your friends. It seems our kids have so much more to deal with. What is happening with some of the kids these days? They seem to think nothing of threatening to bomb a school.

Thanks for letting me vent.

JRGirl

Underwear Dust





One evening a Husband, thinking he was being funny, said to his wife 'Perhaps we should start washing your Clothes in Slim Fast. Maybe it would take a few inches off of your Butt!' :a043:

His Wife was not amused, and decided that she simply couldn't let such a comment go unrewarded.

The next morning the Husband took a pair of underwear out of his drawer. 'What the Hell is this?' he said to himself as a little 'dust' cloud appeared when he shook them out.

'April,' he hollered into the bathroom, 'why did you put Talcum Powder in my Underwear?'

She replied with a snicker. 'It's not talcum powder, It's 'Miracle Grow!' :yikes:

:rotfxko

Shalom!

Greetings fellow suffers. This is my first post and I believe that it may offer hope to any of you that feel destitute of any hope. This day 11-19-08 is my 10th day of no opiates period. Months ago I began to "taper down" which with a lot of discapline and tons of prayer, I finally got down to .5 mg per day and that was torture. I then used Methadone for (small amounts for two weeks)...I dont recomend that!! Then on 11-10-08, I made the [b]final decesion and did not take any pills.I share this so you know that while you may well be isolated,lonely and completely horrified that you are not alone. the time it takes vary per indavidual, my experience was this, keeping in mind that I am 48 yeasr old and I have heard that the older that you are the more diffiicult the withdrawl and I used hydro, nor, vike, perc for about two years. So here goes the W/D; Day 1, not to bad but very emotional a wreck as far as that goes. D 2, Nousious and diarieha bad. D 3,still not too bad but lots of trips to the tiolet and Im very weak it wears me down just to walk across the room. D 4, Soaking sweats dihariea, my leggs and feet are killing me im derssed for the outside , in my house its 73 degrees but im cold. Much of the same on thru D 5, 6 and 7. Then on day 7, I was thinkin this will never pass, but it did I am now on D 8 it was kickin my butt Baaaddddd!! D 9 was ok now on D 10 and I feel pretty "normal".? You can do it! You may feel like you are gonna die but you wont. Here are some things that helped. I saw a post on here by Meg that really hepled "The only out is Through". Here are some things that helped me; lots of water, bannannas, rice, tea and toast and a quality multi vitiman. Hot baths and or steam or whirlpool bath,if you are lucky enough to have access to those things and also a confidant to cry to. move around if you can even just a little. Also find a way to sleep. Asprin was helpfull as well. This is my first thread and I hope this helps you that are reading, msg me if ya want. May god bless and keep you! :Val004:

I decided 10 days ago that for my health and well being that I have to stop this insanity. I am trying very hard to get off the pity pot and do what needs to be done and forget feeling sorry for me. It is not easy to do I will tell you that.
Life can be so difficult at times to deal with, but I guess that is life and we are the only ones who can change it for ourselves.
I have a question, sobriety is the most important thing i know. what do we do about the stuff in our life we have no control of, people who keep hurting us, whether on purpose or not. What do I do when I know in my mind and heart that I need to get away from this person, but I dont seem to be able to at this point, mentally and physically. I have dreams of living by myself with my dogs happily, sober...but I dont' seem to be able to get off my butt and make things happen. Depression, anxiety, insecurity...how do we move from this and live. Leaving financial security when I do not even have employment right now. I have no place to live with my dogs other then here. Should I just do it, or do I concentrate on my sobriety and get stronger, will I get stronger ,or will I stay in this horrible rut. Every day I live with a husband who is distant and uncaring towards me. I have to deal with his ex wife who somehow found out bout my alcoholism and is tormenting me about it on the computer. I have so many issues of distrust and hurt from my husband, his daughter and his ex that I can never seem to get over. I would like advise on what I should do..take the leap and just go, and pray for th best that i stay above water or do I sit and plan,all the while hurting inside more and more...and how do i motivate my head and heart to get out of the mental rut I am in. I hope I am making some sense in what I am saying
Thanks for any remarks or thoughts on this.

Mind you this will be my first year, my first WHOLE year sober and doing Thanksgiving. Everyone I know drinks so I'm having to do something "different". I am planning on walking my butt across the street and help with the cooking AND the eating of Thanksgiving grub at the treatment center. Thank God I can always walk my even fatter butt back across the street to lay on the couch and watch TV Thanksgiving style. I'm kind of excited that I'll get to be there and at the same time I'LL BE A FREE BIRD!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOO HOO!!!!!!!!!!! :WE1Relaxing2:

Are any of you doing something different this year because of being sober? If so, what are you doin'? :eat:thanke

Hey everybody, sorry so long since I last wrote! i've been too busy poppin' pills & ruining my life. On September 12th, I was driving to work & fell asleep on the interstate going 90 MPH & smashed into a guard rail. I didn't get hurt at all except a lil' whiplash & some abrasions... god only knows how I survived... even the sherrif was baffled when he saw me walking around outside what used to be my car.

So I was given percocet... oh great, even better than hydros!!! I abused them & almost lost my job...... I then got ahold of some fentyl patches which I never heard of, but tried it anyway to get the fabulous high.

I just slapped it on my arm, didn't cut it or anything & thank god I didn't cut it in half or anything!!! I didnt' know Fentyl was 81% more powerful than morphine & that it wasn't just a one 100 mcg dose, it was a one 100 mcg dose every hour!!!!!

So I got a ton of those & was going on my day feeling great *post accident*. Someone at work noticed that my eyes were rolling in the back of my head & told my boss. I told her that I always feel tired & maybe it's from the accident *LIAR!!!*

So that was when I broke down. Also, my boyfriend recorded me on his cell phone me falling asleep while doing laundry, eating ANYTHING, just smashing my face on the floor with my glasses on & EVERYTHING passed out. When I looked at myself on the recorder, I freaked out & immediatley went to my psych.

He kinda looked at me like I was a freak & told me "you won't die from WD"

I'm like.. ok, then why do I FEEL like it!?!

I then went to the ER & confessed everything. First time in my LIFE that I have told a professional that I have a drug problem... INCLUDING MARIJUANA. They said they were proud I realize I have a problem, gave me a shot of Toradol in my butt for my WD headaches & sent me on my way.

I haven't done pills since about October 20th & I haven't smoked marijuana since October 23rd. I'm crystal clean!!!

I just dont' know what to do with myself!!I try so hard to exercize, read, clean, COLOR, ANYTHING I can do.. but I find myself getting bored easily & just wanting to lay down & stare at the ceiling & cry.

It is now 3 am & of course can't sleep. So I thought I'd share with you guys that yay I'm clean!!! But it sucks... I just don't know who I am anymore.... I've done drugs since I was 14 & now am 26... I never found myself.. I'm afraid I never will........