DETOX and the Wagon

Hello,


I am clear headed and ready to get shit done now. I just got out of detox up in Marathon. I spent 6 days at the Guidance Clinic, while there, I also took a ride to Fisherman's Hospital in the ambulance. I came down with a fever, had low blood pressure and a rapid pulse rate. When I got to the hospital they found out I had a slight case of bronchitis. So through an IV, they gave me antibiotics. I was in the emergency room for about 8 hours then the nurse woke me up and told me my ride back to the detox clinic was there.

When I first went to the guidance clinic detox, I admitted myself because I was tired of drinking. I wasn't having any fun anymore. I was in Marathon and I would get a 4 pack, drink 2 beers, fall asleep, wake up, drink the other 2 beers, go to the store, get another 4 pack and repeat the boring cycle. My unemployment has run out so now I really have to look for a job. So I decided to clean myself up and start looking and get a friggin cell phone which I have been telling myself I was going to get but never did because I was too busy, fucked up, drinking and procrastinated and never got around to it. So I have put myself on the wagon to get my life back in order and to get a fucking JOB!!! Great thing is, is that I don't have a craving for alcohol, in fact, the thought of drinking a beer or Vodka makes me sick to my stomach. So it's easy to be on the wagon, for now. Who knows what the future holds?



I am back in Key West staying at KOTS which has thinned out because of people getting kicked out for doing stupid shit or getting busted and thrown in jail by the cops which is another reason why I quit drinking. I got tired of worrying and constantly looking over my shoulder for cops to escape from either being busted for open container, trespassing and/or sleeping where I shouldn't be sleeping. So that is a big relief in itself. Apparently they are more lenient on open container in Marathon but I did have a deputy there tell me I couldn't sleep in the park. Which I thought was odd.



So now I'm on the job hunt, ..seriously! After I get a job, I need to get the fuck out of KOTS and get a cheap, little efficiency. They have OSHA training coming up for construction in Key West so I should be able to make that training this weekend and be certified, at least, for a future job on road construction. I'm hopeful and grateful that I have a clear mind and that I am ready to improve my life. Cause this same old shit, is getting OLD!!! Hooray for AA !!!! We'll take it one day at a time and see what happens as the future unfolds. I'm also back to writing my book of memories so I am moving forward and I will not celebrate until I finish my goals. Get a job, get an apartment and finish writing my book!!! THEN I MIGHT, have a beer, maybe not, I don't know what the future holds. Right now I feel pretty good, better than when I was drinking, that's for sure. I used to wake up at the bus stop or park bench and the first thing that came to mind was to get a beer so I could feel alright and just end up drinking all day getting nothing done. What a pathetic existence. That's not living. Now I feel I have another running start and chance. Thank you to the Guidance clinic, they do good work there. I highly recommend them if you want to quit drinking and they even have smoke breaks!!! So you don't have to quit smoking. One habit at a time!!! Bye for now. Stay safe and remember to always have fun because you only live once. There are no second chances after death!!

A FEW WORDS I HAD IN MY HEAD BEFORE I GO...........

I'M SORRY

I MEANT TO CALL

BUT I FELL ASLEEP

ON A TELEPHONE POLE

ONE TWO

MANY BEERS

THREE FOUR

WHERE'S THE DOOR

FIVE SIX

I LOST MY STICKS

SEVEN EIGHT

I MIGHT BE LATE

NINE TEN

WHERE DO I BEGIN

KNOCK KNOCK

ARE YOU HOME

I LOST THE ONE

I USED TO CALL

MY OWN

I TOOK

THE FALL

IN A SEA

OF ALCOHOL

I would like to thank Natural Ice, Keystone Ice and any cheap ass Vodka for helping me ruin my life. No, it is not your fault. You didn't jump out of the store and pour yourself down my throat. I found you and paid good money, usually my last dime to capture and hide you. You and I did a pretty good job but I'm sorry, you're fired, I don't need you anymore. It's time for you and me to part ways and move on!! *sniff* *sniff*  Breaking up is soooo hard to do. To da loo......don't worry some other sucker will pick you up, I guarantee it!!