Still reeling from the proverbial kick in the teeth news I had just received, I decided I should tell my better-half. Since I had yet to be able to form the words 'alcohol-dependant' I simply called him and said yes, they agreed with the Psych and they want me to join a pre-detox group.
Now my hubby is a long suffering one. We have been together 17 years and love each other very much. But as you may imagine, my life has not been plain sailing and poor old V has had to put up with a lot from me. I felt awful adding this news to everything he has had to cope with due to me but on form as ever, he merely replied ' right. ' and started to formulate a plan in his head.
Later that day he came and showed me a table he had been working on. Since he is a heavy drinker - not with the same issues as me, but heavy enough, he decided it would be too hard to drink in front of me if I am meant to be giving up. So he drew up a table, to keep an eye on his own drinking and to ensure maximum support for me. What I have done to deserve him, I shall never know, but am eternally thankful.
So that is the backstory up until last Friday, not much to tell but I did say I am at the beginning of this journey. I do not know quite where it will lead, but will try as much as possible to keep blogging it all here.
I have a had a weekend of drinking, enjoying it as much as possible knowing it will soon stop, but also being acutely aware of how I am feeling the following day. never before have I noticed how much I shake, or how rubbish I feel quite as much as now. I still have not heard from the Centre, and strangely enough I am wishing it would hurry up. Impatient as always.
Somewhere in Alcoholics Anonymous (the book that gave it's name to the fellowship) there is reference to "wifes that put up with anything"...
ReplyDeleteTrue mine put up with me for so long. She probably cried more when I went into rehab than I did.
Best of luck with it all. I'll follow with interest.