Saturday, October 20, 2018

Day 878

Better day.

Got out to the Good Grocery which helped. Driving is much better than it was. While there I got the pistachio halvah I have eyed every time I’ve been in there and I’m glad I did. Also had my first ever Lärabar today - wow what have I been missing?!!?

Bed now. Most excellent.

Thursday, October 18, 2018

Day 876

Really hard day. Just hard. Work and family.

But even so, a few nice things happened.

Still much room for improvement though.

Hate the splint. Know I need it but still hate it.

Wednesday, October 17, 2018

Tuesday, October 16, 2018

Day 874



It’s for 3 weeks.

I can’t mouse at all. Or type. Eating is messy. Texting is even way harder. But it’s removable for bathing and overall things could be much worse. I’m still big time cranky pants. Can’t stay home, either as people are away.

But I’m sober. Go me.

Monday, October 15, 2018

Day 873

Well I got a good book and that helped. Work was slow and frustrating but it was good to be working as I have the big needing-to-Be-useful issue.  Had to be proactive - polite term for call up and nag - to get the “urgent referral” for tomorrow midday.

I find the whole thing terribly frustrating. I know there will be all kinds of little life lesson evolving moments along the way but I’m not done being pissed at getting sent this way in the first place.

Sunday, October 14, 2018

Days 873 and 874

I just didn’t have it inme to post last night.

This one is so hard. I haven’t drunk but I have eaten four donuts in two days plus cereal plus vanilla tootsie rolls. I inherited from mother an inability to ask for help and from father the fear that not useful = not wanted. It’s been a real fun weekend.Lotta crying in addition to the carbs.

I’m hugely grateful to be sober and -able- to learn and grow from all this but I wish I didn’t -have- to learn and grow from all this. I’m asking for help but damn is it hard.

Bed now though. Huzzah.