Thursday … “It’s the First One …”

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It hasn’t been the best day of the week. After our messy weather went through the other night, the snow and water that was standing, FROZE, and now there are inches of ice on all the sidewalks.

Early this afternoon, I went to do my shopping for the day, and on my way home, I rounded the corner on our block, and I took a dive on slippery ice. I had bottles of soda in my backpack, and a bag full of food and my tunes in my ears.

I took a step, and “Whoosh” my feet went out from under me, and I fell to the right side and fell on my right wrist, that went “Crunch.” I had lost my breath, and everything went flying. I was a bit disoriented, and I sat on the ice, screaming. A man, walking down the sidewalk, stopped and helped me get up, because I could not get up on my own steam.

I tentatively got the the building and came upstairs. My back was killing me and I could not use my right hand, which just happens to be my dominant hand. Not sure if it is broken or sprained, but it is fucked up for sure. I unpacked and changed and took some advil, but the pain was already going to my head. I started sweating and the air went out of my ears, and I almost fainted.

I shut everything off and crawled into bed, hoping that I would feel better after a nap. I had left over pain killers from my doctor, that I had not used, so when I got up, I popped one down, which made things a bit better, but not by much.

I don’t have full range of motion in my hand, so bathing, putting on clothing, and even shaving was a challenge. UGH Fuck me …

I see one of my doctors tomorrow morning, and there is a radiology office up the street, maybe he can get me in there for x-rays.

I slept the better part of the afternoon. And got up and attempted to shower and get dressed. I would hate to have to admit that I needed help doing both at that moment, and I had to meet a friend for the meeting this evening.

I left on time and got to the coffee shop up the block, only to realize that I forgot my wallet at home, so I had no money, nor my bus pass. UGH … My friend paid for my bus fare out and back, so that was good.

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Joke …

A man walks into a bar, and sits on his stool and orders two drinks, the first one he tosses over his shoulder, the second one he drinks, then says …

“It’s the first one that gets you drunk …”

That was the take away for tonight. When we get soberm life goes on, and sometimes shit happens, but we don’t have to drink. Our lady tonight just crossed the 26 year mark, one day at a time.

Before she got sober, she lamented that she dreaded day after day, one day at a time. Then she got sober, and learned how to embrace, “One day at a time.” And little by slowly, keeping things simple, she has not had a drink, since the day she walked into the rooms.

I dreaded each day when I was on my way back, because I was stuck in a life that I did not want to live any more. I sure as shit, wasn’t going to live the way I was living for very long. Change had to happen. And Change did happen.

And I ended up here, and the rest is history.

I haven’t had a drink in a few 24 hours. I do as I am told and I don’t take that first drink. Life is really good.

Time flies when you are having fun.

Amazing that I can type with two hands. Wasn’t sure I would be able to do so.