Life in the Asylum (I mean Rehab.)



I am BACK; thank the deities I am back. I thought I would NEVER get out of that place… THEY refer to it as PARADISE; I referred to it as the looney bin for recovering drunks. Honestly, never have I ever seen so many drunks gathered together in one place, it was like a drunk’s reunion.

I must admit, I walked in tall and determined, but that was because I had already had a couple of drinks ahead of time to prepare myself for the long awaited DRY SPELL. I got there and the administrator IMMEDIATELY yelled at me for drinking, YIKES!!!!! I am NOT used to people yelling at ME, I am the one who usually does the yelling.

After quivering like a baby, my guide, a FOXY lookin’ chick showed me to my room. It was stark; it had two single beds, two dressers, a common desk and a window. Ahhhh the window, thank God for the window. It had a beautiful view of the pond and water fountain… Spewing Vodka I was hoping, NO such LUCK!!!

I met my room-mate, a nice woman with a beard of a Circus lady, and the breath that could kill all the zombies off in case of a zombie attack. WOW!!! We shared stories and then it was time for dinner.
 Ahhhh the food, the only one GOOD thing I can say for the place. I had a sumptious dinner of steak, salad, bread, roasted asparagus and coffee. For dessert, they had the best bread pudding I have ever eaten.

After dinner, they ran a general AA meeting where everyone got up and told their stories. I had them in tears. I know, I am such an attention hog, shoot me. We concluded the evening with the Serenity Prayer and then we all went back to our Cells rooms. Lights out by 10:00 PM, day one over and the journey begins…I will end here and pick it up later.

Until Later…

Ready to Leave Now

I am all packed and getting ready to leave, BUT, before I do, I once again wanted to thank each and every one of your for your love and support. It means EVERYTHING to me. I will miss all of you and will see you back here a stronger, more SOBER Sooz.

God Bless and Keep you all….



Rehab Bound

Well folks, the day of reckoning is at hand. Tomorrow I enter a rehab facility for 28 or 30 days I can’t remember. I have checked with the administration and they said that I CAN bring my computer BUT, it will be stored away until they feel that I am OK enough to use it.

So…I won’t be on WordPress for a while. Know that I love each and every one of you out there and am sorry about this, BUT, for MY health and welfare it was probably the best decision I have ever made.

Here’s the way I look at it. I saw my mother go through this and it killed her. She went from a loving, kind, and hard working woman to just a shred of a Human Being who couldn’t do ANYTHING without being drunk.

As you may or may NOT know, I have been a highly functioning alcoholic for a while now. I have come to the crossroads; I SWORE that I would NEVER be my mother, and yet, I am on the same track. I worked VERY hard to get away from that life, and NOW, I see myself through my mother’s eyes walking in HER shoes.

I will really miss this place. For ME, it has become a refuge, a sanctuary if you will to forget the stresses of my life. For a short while daily, I come here and try and write something that will hopefully brighten your day, and  put a smile on your face.

I’ve been told that I will not even have time to write initially based on the high intensity psychological therapy I’ll be receiving. The place is huge and it is VERY serene. I guess the idea is to find out WHY I drink and to adjust my brain accordingly. This is REALLY going to SUCK. I am sure NOT looking forward to detoxing, BUT, it HAS to be done.
I have made a commitment to myself that I will return a sober and more well-adjusted Human Being (Fingers Crossed).

All that I ask is that you PLEASE don’t forget me; as you can be assured that I will carry each and every one of YOU in my heart and be back here as soon as I can…
I love you all…God Speed,