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Just me again... someone PM'd me to ask if I was OK, and I realised that I owe you folks an update and an apology because TSM is going well for me, I think, and it's unfair for me to disappear in a way that makes it look as if Naltrexone isn't working for - I think it is. It feels as if the severity of the 'bad days' is getting less, and the interval between them longer - more saliently, the consumption chart says the same thing. They're still far more frequent than I'd like, but getting much better.
A great example yesterday was that I was [legally] able to drive home after the company Christmas 'do' which consisted of a lovely meal then four hours in a pub with a free taxi home if needed. This morning, I picked my boss up from his house because he couldn't drive! Tonight I was very very worried that I was going to go on a bender because it's the first night of a twelve day break (we're shutting down between Christmas and New Year) and somewhere along the lines my alcoholic brain / desires managed to get the fridge stocked for the holidays with some 60 bottles of beer to go with the 3 bottles of Baileys and 3 bottles of wine plus assorted others. I didn't even realise how insane the amount was until just now, and didn't consciously plan on it; it's just ended up that way ( excuse [TM] "Cheap CopOuts, Inc" ). Thing is, I've drunk a fair bit more than I "should" tonight yet an awful lot less than a loss-of-control bender - and I don't want to get any more drunk! I was fully prepared for (and truthfully expecting and dreading) the usual shame, guilt and despair to go with my standard negative consequences tomorrow. Now it's tonight, though, it's quite obvious that that's not going to happen - it's more a question of whether I have a hangover or not.
Pre-Nal the idea of me sitting here with a fridge full of £150 pounds worth of hand-picked booze yet not intending to drink any more would have been truly laughable. Currently, I'm marvelling at the phenomenon and very relieved by it.
Along with Naltrexone, I've been using marijuana as a appetite suppressant. For me, this seems to have mixed effects; on the positive side, having bong after drinking "my limit" tends to kill the appetite very effectively. On the negative side, I'm developing a strong marijuana habit (having grown sufficient to stay stoned virtually whenever I'm not working); I'm putting on [even more] weight due to the munchies; and, on one occasion, the marijuana seemed to act against the Naltrexone instead of against the alcohol resulting in a particularly bad binge. For me, I think it was a bad idea and I'll probably have a bumpy ride with the dope until it's gone - at which point, I really hope there aren't rebound effects.
Tonight's and yesterday's minor victories are what keep me going.
So, that's me atm - apologies again for the failure to post updates that allow people to assess how it works, or for annoying or upsetting any other person in this or any other post or topic. I'm conscious that I PUI a lot and probably say stupid things that annoy other folks, so along with life being a bit crazy atm I just kinda stopped posting.
bwd
No animals were harmed in the making of this post. Any resemblance between characters in this post and any other characters, real or fictional, is unintentional and implies no comparison between those characters, real or fictional.
_________________ Drinks measured in UK units Week 1: 51SD/1AF Week 2: 51SD/1AF Week 3: 57SD/1AF Week 4: 68SD/1AF Week 5: 26SD/1AF Week 6: 64SD/1AF [holiday]
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