Congrats to those that have made it another day and good luck to those that are trying to get through the day.
If you stumbled, remember, this:
The rear view mirror is small for a reason- take a quick glance to remind yourself of the shit behind you, but don't dwell on it.
The windshield is huge for a reason- keep looking forward, that my friends, is a road you can still choose.
I don't have any other place to vent/share, and I need to, so skip the rest if you're not interested in reading about my current drama.
My mother in law(MIL) and sister in law(SIL) live together, about 2 miles away. I often get calls for "help"- vehicles, plumbing, electrical, tv, etc.
Got a call a yesterday afternoon from my MIL asking for help, She asked if I can come over, but kind of urgent. I ask what's up and she tells me she needs help getting my SIL to the ER. I drop what I'm doing and head over... (My wife is back in the office this week and was busy in meetings all day yesterday, she had a hell of a surprise when she could finally answer texts and calls!)
I get there and apparently my SIL has been on a week long+ bender of mighty proportions. She's on the downward side of it and I'm not sure WTF they want me to do, as she refuses to go anywhere, can’t dress herself, can’t do shit. I sit and talk with her for a little while, she's able to hold a short conversation with me, doesn't seem to be on deaths door, but certainly not in good shape. So, I ordered her a mobile IV, a band aid for the underlying issues, but hopefully will get her at least functioning enough to get through it and then we can address the real issue.
Well, apparently that worked, enough to get her feeling good enough to get out bed. She waited until my MIL had gone to sleep and proceeded to drink anything she could find in the house. She still hasn't eaten a thing since Saturday as far as we know...
So we get another call this morning asking for help. No options given this morning, takes almost 20 minutes to get her loaded into the car, and then I bowed out. My wife and MIL are on their way to ER with her as I type this. I have no idea what the outcome will be, but I know it's going to be a bumpy road for the near term.
I'm a little over 3.5 years since my last drink, in the back on my mind I'm hoping my SIL can make it 3.5 days without a drink (she probably won't have a choice!) and I'm really hoping my wife sees the big picture and starts to think about her own consumption habits.
I don't preach or teach my sobriety on anyone. Nor do I cast any stone on those that drink one or drink 20. I truly wish I could just drink one and enjoy it! I can't, and I'm perfectly fine with that for the rest of my life. I've been down this road before, was sober for 3+ years from '06-'09 and decided I could ease back into it, control it if you will. Took me 8 years to hit bottom again and I finally figured out my personal slogan:
When I control my drinking, I don't enjoy it.
When I enjoy my drinking, I don't control it.
So fawking simple...
Sorry for the long post, thanks for being here, truly a great group!