Well that's the theme for the first few days in rehab. Out here in the country with a bunch of drunks and drug addicts.. Who would have thought..
Wow, here I am. My first afternoon in rehab. Stayed in the detox area for most of the afternoon. Slept.
Got up in time for supper and my first AA meeting. One thing about this place, the food was very good. My first AA meeting was at 7 that night. First time that I uttered, I'm Mike and I'm an Alcoholic. Didn't believe it that time but everybody else was saying it so go along to get along.
At 10 p.m. go to take my evening meds. Told them I was having a hard time sleeping. First night took their brand of vitamin which included melatonin, took a visteral for anxiety, and a trazadone for sleep. And sleep I did. Got up the next morning for breakfast.
Spent most of breakfast face down in my migas. Could not wake up. Went to take morning meds after breakfast and the RA put me back to bed. I could hardly stand up. I had been sober for several days at this time, but I sure looked drunk at that time. Slept till 10 a.m. Didn't do much before lunch. Friday afternoon was recreational time and most everybody went on the bus and got to go bowling. They have this 24 hour rule. They left for bowling at 3 and I had gotten there the day before at 3:30. Didn't qualify to go. Got to stay back with those stumbling around in detox. Oh well, if the song fits wear it.
Showing posts with label detox. Show all posts
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Monday, February 21, 2011
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Shoal Creek... A Pain in the A**
Shoal Creek for Detox. Wow, what a place.
Now that song tells it all. My brother and my daughter admitted me to Shoal Creek for detox. Now remember that I hadn't had a drink in two days at this point. It was about 9:30 p.m. when we got there. The main thing that I remember is that they kept asking me what day it was. Hell, I had been writing the date on every piece of paper that they had put before me, but they kept on asking. They finally got me though, because one of the last times they asked me, it was after midnight, so it was the next day. I had kept saying 11-9-2010, but it was finally 11-10-2010.
Well, my brother and daughter finally left me there at the hospital. It was about 2 in the morning. At that time, I got the first shot of vitamins. I had to take the shot in the butt. It felt like they were sticking me with pure fire. That son of a gun hurt.
More about Shoal Creek. I was in a ward with about 15 other people. Most of them were really coming off some hard drugs. One guy was laying in the hallway when we got there. He was later throwing chairs all around. Turns out he was coming off of oxicotton. Real heavy doses.
The others were walking around in pretty much of a daze. Bruised and battered for the most part. I was getting my first taste of what it was like being around a real drug addict.
Played some dominoes with some of them. Kind of crazy playing dominoes with people that are spaced out. Never know what is coming next.
The last night that I was there we were playing dominoes real late. I have forgotten to tell you that the common area was open 24 hours a day. You could make coffee, but after noon all you could make was decaf. Ok. Well that night, we decided to make some more coffee and it was after 11 at night. The night attendent said that we couldn't make decaff after 10 at night. I asked why and he just said because.
The next 30 days I would hear that a lot. It didn't have to make sense, it was just because.
I got to Shoal Creek late on a Tuesday, on Wednesday night much to my protests, I find out that I was going to inpatient rehab the next day out in Wimberley, Texas. God's country. Like Rodney Atkins sings, If you're going through hell, keep on going.
Mike
Now that song tells it all. My brother and my daughter admitted me to Shoal Creek for detox. Now remember that I hadn't had a drink in two days at this point. It was about 9:30 p.m. when we got there. The main thing that I remember is that they kept asking me what day it was. Hell, I had been writing the date on every piece of paper that they had put before me, but they kept on asking. They finally got me though, because one of the last times they asked me, it was after midnight, so it was the next day. I had kept saying 11-9-2010, but it was finally 11-10-2010.
Well, my brother and daughter finally left me there at the hospital. It was about 2 in the morning. At that time, I got the first shot of vitamins. I had to take the shot in the butt. It felt like they were sticking me with pure fire. That son of a gun hurt.
More about Shoal Creek. I was in a ward with about 15 other people. Most of them were really coming off some hard drugs. One guy was laying in the hallway when we got there. He was later throwing chairs all around. Turns out he was coming off of oxicotton. Real heavy doses.
The others were walking around in pretty much of a daze. Bruised and battered for the most part. I was getting my first taste of what it was like being around a real drug addict.
Played some dominoes with some of them. Kind of crazy playing dominoes with people that are spaced out. Never know what is coming next.
The last night that I was there we were playing dominoes real late. I have forgotten to tell you that the common area was open 24 hours a day. You could make coffee, but after noon all you could make was decaf. Ok. Well that night, we decided to make some more coffee and it was after 11 at night. The night attendent said that we couldn't make decaff after 10 at night. I asked why and he just said because.
The next 30 days I would hear that a lot. It didn't have to make sense, it was just because.
I got to Shoal Creek late on a Tuesday, on Wednesday night much to my protests, I find out that I was going to inpatient rehab the next day out in Wimberley, Texas. God's country. Like Rodney Atkins sings, If you're going through hell, keep on going.
Mike
Thursday, February 17, 2011
You find out who Your friends are...
What a song by Tracy Lawrence. On Nov. 9, 2010, I find out how much my family loves me. Wasn't too happy to start with. Listen....
My sister takes me home from the hospital. I decide not to stay overnight with my wife. Traffic is crazy and it takes going the backway home to even get there. I remember on the way home, telling my sister that if anything was to happen to me and my wife, that I wanted her to take care of our little dog. Little did I know that about an hour later she would be leaving my house with me dog. I was going to detox.
When my sister got to my house we talked a little and I sent her on the way, with a full bottle of vodka and all of our Nyquil.. Getting rid of everything that had alcohol in it. Well, almost.
After my sister left, I started to get ready for bed. I remember standing in the hall and looking outside. All of a sudden 6 vehicles pull in my driveway. It is dark and I can't tell who is coming to my house. If you watch the video, the cars are going in line to help Tracy. Anyway, I open the front door and hollar out, "Who is here". I don't think I got much of an answer, I just saw, my daughter, my brother with his wife, both of my sisters and my brother-in-law come into my house single file.
Remember my daughter talking about doing it the hard way, well, intervention is not easy. Those 6 people started in on me. They were talking about getting me some help with my alcohol consumption. One of their first questions was whether or not I gave my sister all of the alcohol. Well there was that bottle that was about 3/4's empty. I told them that I didn't want my sister to get stopped with an open container. I thought that was a good answer. You know, it didn't impress them at all or stop them from insisting that I go to detox. Never been to detox and what did I need detox for, I hadn't had a drink in 2 days. Go figure.
These are people that I love and I know that they love me. I tried but didn't put up much of a fight. If you have an intervention with people that really care, just pack your bags. I remember my brother driving me away and I ask where I was going. Shoal Creek. Oh boy..
Next, I head to Detox. Great place, oh yea..
My sister takes me home from the hospital. I decide not to stay overnight with my wife. Traffic is crazy and it takes going the backway home to even get there. I remember on the way home, telling my sister that if anything was to happen to me and my wife, that I wanted her to take care of our little dog. Little did I know that about an hour later she would be leaving my house with me dog. I was going to detox.
When my sister got to my house we talked a little and I sent her on the way, with a full bottle of vodka and all of our Nyquil.. Getting rid of everything that had alcohol in it. Well, almost.
After my sister left, I started to get ready for bed. I remember standing in the hall and looking outside. All of a sudden 6 vehicles pull in my driveway. It is dark and I can't tell who is coming to my house. If you watch the video, the cars are going in line to help Tracy. Anyway, I open the front door and hollar out, "Who is here". I don't think I got much of an answer, I just saw, my daughter, my brother with his wife, both of my sisters and my brother-in-law come into my house single file.
Remember my daughter talking about doing it the hard way, well, intervention is not easy. Those 6 people started in on me. They were talking about getting me some help with my alcohol consumption. One of their first questions was whether or not I gave my sister all of the alcohol. Well there was that bottle that was about 3/4's empty. I told them that I didn't want my sister to get stopped with an open container. I thought that was a good answer. You know, it didn't impress them at all or stop them from insisting that I go to detox. Never been to detox and what did I need detox for, I hadn't had a drink in 2 days. Go figure.
These are people that I love and I know that they love me. I tried but didn't put up much of a fight. If you have an intervention with people that really care, just pack your bags. I remember my brother driving me away and I ask where I was going. Shoal Creek. Oh boy..
Next, I head to Detox. Great place, oh yea..
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