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Two Years CLEAN Today!
Just checking-in again, to update you all on my progress. Two years ago today- I entered my second(and final) recovery program. I was a 22-year, nonstop Meth user, who lost every shred of dignity, not to mention material possessions. I didn't even have a photo ID, when being admitted into recovery. Through the grace of God......I was allowed inside, to complete the county-sponsored 90-day program.
My detox took almost three weeks. All I did was sleep-sleep-sleep. I refused to attend meetings, etc....and was threatened to comply, or be kicked-out. I chose to comply....but it was difficult. I was caught many times dozing-off in meetings, and the first two months was pure hell. At that time, I decided to also quit smoking. I have been a 2-pack/day smoker, and was sick of smelling bad, and coughing my lungs out. After rehab, I gained 70lbs. This was NOT GOOD. Before, every time I gained weight- I would use meth....and the weight vanished. I was determined to NOT do it this way again. I went to my local bicycle shop and bought the MOST EXPENSIVE bike they had($3500). It was the BEST INVESTMENT I ever made, in recovery. This bike was not only my primary transportation, but also my REASON to lose that excess weight. I never knew that spending $$$ for a bike would motivate me to ever ride it. I rode the bike 100 miles a week, and two years later............I lost 75lbs. You don't EVEN KNOW what that did for my self-esteem! All of a sudden- women everywhere was starting to notice my 44-year-old self. I not only quit the cancer stix, but also completely changed my diet....so the weight stays OFF.
I made it a priority to get into shape. 22 years of nonstop meth use completely racked my body. I had high blood pressure, congestive heart failure, high cholesterol.......basically scheduled to DIE by age 50. This could NOT happen. I am not even DONE living yet!
I went from being a $100,000/year software developer, to making Pizza, for minumum wage. The amazing thing is I have learned to live within my small means(under $1000/mo). I had to completely rebuild my work ethic and stay with a crappy job, just to re-teach me to be grateful, today. And now two years later I STILL have 150% more than I did two short years ago! I finally cleared up the wreckage of my past, got an ID, driver license, car, pay rent, and is never late to my Pizza job. All stuff I NEVER could have done, while high on meth.
All I can say is this........IF YOU WANT RECOVERY BAD ENOUGH- YOU WILL REAP THE REWARDS SOON ENOUGH......just never USE!!!!
-Grateful
My detox took almost three weeks. All I did was sleep-sleep-sleep. I refused to attend meetings, etc....and was threatened to comply, or be kicked-out. I chose to comply....but it was difficult. I was caught many times dozing-off in meetings, and the first two months was pure hell. At that time, I decided to also quit smoking. I have been a 2-pack/day smoker, and was sick of smelling bad, and coughing my lungs out. After rehab, I gained 70lbs. This was NOT GOOD. Before, every time I gained weight- I would use meth....and the weight vanished. I was determined to NOT do it this way again. I went to my local bicycle shop and bought the MOST EXPENSIVE bike they had($3500). It was the BEST INVESTMENT I ever made, in recovery. This bike was not only my primary transportation, but also my REASON to lose that excess weight. I never knew that spending $$$ for a bike would motivate me to ever ride it. I rode the bike 100 miles a week, and two years later............I lost 75lbs. You don't EVEN KNOW what that did for my self-esteem! All of a sudden- women everywhere was starting to notice my 44-year-old self. I not only quit the cancer stix, but also completely changed my diet....so the weight stays OFF.
I made it a priority to get into shape. 22 years of nonstop meth use completely racked my body. I had high blood pressure, congestive heart failure, high cholesterol.......basically scheduled to DIE by age 50. This could NOT happen. I am not even DONE living yet!
I went from being a $100,000/year software developer, to making Pizza, for minumum wage. The amazing thing is I have learned to live within my small means(under $1000/mo). I had to completely rebuild my work ethic and stay with a crappy job, just to re-teach me to be grateful, today. And now two years later I STILL have 150% more than I did two short years ago! I finally cleared up the wreckage of my past, got an ID, driver license, car, pay rent, and is never late to my Pizza job. All stuff I NEVER could have done, while high on meth.
All I can say is this........IF YOU WANT RECOVERY BAD ENOUGH- YOU WILL REAP THE REWARDS SOON ENOUGH......just never USE!!!!
-Grateful
stressful week
My father-in-law passed away saturday (cancer). we were hoping the new chemo would work but it did not shrink the tumor and the chemo caused his white cell count to drop to the point of developing infection and sepsis...
At any rate, he was lucid and able to say his goodbuys to everyone - most importantly to his wife (my husband's mom) and express his wishes for his funeral, etc, just minutes before passing. He was a sweet, intelligent, highly talented man.
My cat Tally, our 17 year old tabby, was diagnosed with a brain tumor on Wednesday. She now has an impaired gait and an eye infection (caused by increased occular pressure, apparently, due to the tumor) - she is still eating, but is very weak, and I'm really sad about the whole situation.
I had lab work earilier this week that came back with a very high cholesterol level and a poorly functioning thyroid - both will be treated with medication (i see my doc again on Wednesday) but I feel powerless over the aging process (51). I quit smoking and jog 3 to 4 miles a day, watch my diet, etc, but i still couldn't prevent this stuff. Well poor me! I am also truly grateful that there ARE meds to take for these conditions.
I'm unable to get in touch with my AD (she's playing the not-returning-phone-calls game again, apparently). She was aware of her grandpa's illness and she did actually call my husban'ds mom and left "a lovely message" recently. So I am proud of her for that, given her crack-head lifestyle. But I would like to let her know that the man did die, and also that her cat is dying, in case she wants to visit with her one more time.
on top of all this, I was sick with a sinus/respiratory infection since monday and have been on antibiotics. (I feel much better now, but still going thru the tissues at an alarming rate!)
So again, poor me, and thanks' Y'all for letting me dump.
At any rate, he was lucid and able to say his goodbuys to everyone - most importantly to his wife (my husband's mom) and express his wishes for his funeral, etc, just minutes before passing. He was a sweet, intelligent, highly talented man.
My cat Tally, our 17 year old tabby, was diagnosed with a brain tumor on Wednesday. She now has an impaired gait and an eye infection (caused by increased occular pressure, apparently, due to the tumor) - she is still eating, but is very weak, and I'm really sad about the whole situation.
I had lab work earilier this week that came back with a very high cholesterol level and a poorly functioning thyroid - both will be treated with medication (i see my doc again on Wednesday) but I feel powerless over the aging process (51). I quit smoking and jog 3 to 4 miles a day, watch my diet, etc, but i still couldn't prevent this stuff. Well poor me! I am also truly grateful that there ARE meds to take for these conditions.
I'm unable to get in touch with my AD (she's playing the not-returning-phone-calls game again, apparently). She was aware of her grandpa's illness and she did actually call my husban'ds mom and left "a lovely message" recently. So I am proud of her for that, given her crack-head lifestyle. But I would like to let her know that the man did die, and also that her cat is dying, in case she wants to visit with her one more time.
on top of all this, I was sick with a sinus/respiratory infection since monday and have been on antibiotics. (I feel much better now, but still going thru the tissues at an alarming rate!)
So again, poor me, and thanks' Y'all for letting me dump.
Please Explain
I am Danielson's girlfriend, and during a conversation I posed a question to him that he was unable to answer and he thought I should post it on here to get some insight.
In the course of 14 years, he has been able to quit smoking successfully after one try. He smoked 1-2 packs per day. He was also in an environment where smoking was almost encouraged.
He managed to cut all of his favorite foods out because of health concerns without once cheating to eat something unhealthy. He also managed to wake up every morning without fail to go to the gym in an effort to change his cholesterol and blood pressure.
However, when it comes to alcohol, he just can't quit. If he has the willpower to cut everything else out, why not this?
It is affecting every facet of his life, he is aware of it, but he just can't quit.
Why? Why is this so different? He has (in the past) been able to roll with the punches, pick himself up when he is down, and make life changing decisions on a whim, but alcohol has this strange grip on him that makes all of that impossible now.
In the course of 14 years, he has been able to quit smoking successfully after one try. He smoked 1-2 packs per day. He was also in an environment where smoking was almost encouraged.
He managed to cut all of his favorite foods out because of health concerns without once cheating to eat something unhealthy. He also managed to wake up every morning without fail to go to the gym in an effort to change his cholesterol and blood pressure.
However, when it comes to alcohol, he just can't quit. If he has the willpower to cut everything else out, why not this?
It is affecting every facet of his life, he is aware of it, but he just can't quit.
Why? Why is this so different? He has (in the past) been able to roll with the punches, pick himself up when he is down, and make life changing decisions on a whim, but alcohol has this strange grip on him that makes all of that impossible now.
You hear it over and over again….
on these threads: "Go see your doctor, Go see your doctor". Well, I went to the doctor and the first time was it did not meet my expectations and I was disappointed, but when I went again for my month check up my doctor ordered all kinds of blood tests from CBC, liver, kidney, cholesterol, electrolytes, dibetes, thyroid and a urine test. It all came back normal!! Hard to believe what our bodies can take! I was nervous about getting the results, but it is so important to GO SEE YOUR DOCTOR! I feel so much better and even more motivated to keep on the straight line. So when you read on these threads to Go see your doctor...JUST DO IT!
So my wife called me out.
She's always been concerned about my drinking, which in my opinion is not that bad, but what alcoholic doesn't think like that right? =) I probably average 4-6 beers or a 1/2bottle -1bottle of red wine each night I drink. On average I drink 6 nights a week. I don't drink it fast. I will have the beers while I mow the lawn starting sat afternoon and have my last one later in the evening. I USED to drink a LOT more and have tried to really cut back to what I feel are reasonable/acceptable levels. She is right in saying that no normal person NEEDS to drink that much so often. I can't argue with that fact. I just enjoy it as any alcoholic would. She's of the mindset that if you want to have a drink you should have maybe 1-2 and that's it.
Anyway, she was giving me **** this morning about my cholesterol and saying "Gee, what do you think your doctor would say about the beer and your cholestorol?" And that pretty much started her rant, to which I always agree and say yes, I need to watch myself more closely. But today was the first time she used the word "alcoholism" with me. It was kind of a slap in the face, but was probably needed. I got defensive of course and my blood started to boil, but I kept telling myself that she's only saying these things because she loves me and doesn't want me to be sick or die. It does embarass me to think she talks about me like that to her mother, which I'm sure she does.
That being said, I'm a relatively healthy person, 31 years old, 195 lbs, 6'1" tall, good job, first kiddo is 9 months old, have a nice home in a nice town and just a great life all around. So why do I focus so much on the drink? Why do I get these giddy little sensations when I'm on my way home from work and I know I can kick back with a bottle of wine and watch my favorite show on TV? It's a sickness, I know. It's a mental obsession. I've felt that I can live a good life while still enjoying alcohol, not in excess though. But of course everyone's opinion of excess is different and clearly my wife feels I'm all ready there.
Just had to get that out.
Anyway, she was giving me **** this morning about my cholesterol and saying "Gee, what do you think your doctor would say about the beer and your cholestorol?" And that pretty much started her rant, to which I always agree and say yes, I need to watch myself more closely. But today was the first time she used the word "alcoholism" with me. It was kind of a slap in the face, but was probably needed. I got defensive of course and my blood started to boil, but I kept telling myself that she's only saying these things because she loves me and doesn't want me to be sick or die. It does embarass me to think she talks about me like that to her mother, which I'm sure she does.
That being said, I'm a relatively healthy person, 31 years old, 195 lbs, 6'1" tall, good job, first kiddo is 9 months old, have a nice home in a nice town and just a great life all around. So why do I focus so much on the drink? Why do I get these giddy little sensations when I'm on my way home from work and I know I can kick back with a bottle of wine and watch my favorite show on TV? It's a sickness, I know. It's a mental obsession. I've felt that I can live a good life while still enjoying alcohol, not in excess though. But of course everyone's opinion of excess is different and clearly my wife feels I'm all ready there.
Just had to get that out.
