Even though I hate the first day of the week, happy Monday. Hey, at least we get to see and enjoy our family and friends one more day. Woo-hoo!
I am happy to let you know that today is my twenty-fifth day without drinking and I feel great. But since I call myself a weekend binge drinking alcoholic, because I only drink on the weekends, except when I go on a bender, I have four weekends without drinking. I gotta tell you, it is incredible to wake up on a Monday morning without a hangover.
First, I would like to say, happy Sunday and I hope that you enjoy it to the fullest no matter what goes down. Remember, we only get to live once.
I am happy to inform you that today is my 24th day without drinking and I feel great. I’m not going to lie, I had a few urges during the weekends, but I attribute them to my long weekend drinking career. My brain got so used to my weekend binges and benders, that now, it associates them with drinking. It’s going to take a while for me to retrain my crazy and weird brain, but I know that I can do it, but I must be patient. They say, one day at a time, but in my case, I say one weekend at a time.
I would like to wish you all a happy New Year’s Eve. I hope that you enjoy it to the fullest with your family and friends, and if you drink, do it responsibly. Just remember, exactly twenty-two days ago today because of my drinking, I was in the hospital for four days with my liver inflamed. The doctor told me that I was lucky I didn’t cause any permanent damage, but to take the experience as a second chance and stop drinking.
Today, I’m off from work, so I will be helping my wife with dinner and some chores. Since my mother-in-law lives in the same building as we do, we will wait for 2022 with her. The one thing that you can be sure of is that I won’t be drinking any alcohol.
I’m fifty-two years old, and lately I’ve been a little nervous, because every day when I read the newspaper, there’s a story about someone around my age who died. I don’t know if I’m going crazy or if it’s just my OCD playing games with me.
I started seeing my new general physician and my new psychiatrist a couple of months ago, and aside from drinking, smoking, high A1C, Bipolar II and OCD, I’m doing OK. But I still have that lingering feeling.
Yesterday, my wife came down with a cold or something and she was terribly ill. The good thing was that I’m still working from home, and I was able to take care of her.
She doesn’t know this, but when she’s ill and I work from the office, I get nervous, because I think something terrible is going to happen to her and I won’t be there to help. Honestly, I don’t know what I would do without the love of my life.
Yesterday was a good day for me, because after Sunday’s argument with my wife, we made up and things are back to normal. The truth is, that no matter how much two people love each other, there will always be disagreements and misunderstandings about petty things.
We’ve been together for thirty-five years, and I’m still crazy in love with her. I don’t know where I would be today if it wasn’t for her. I am also happy to tell you that today is my nineteenth day without drinking, and I feel great.