39 hours and no booze!!! It is a voluntary decision, prompted by what started of as a subconscious whisper of "I need to stop drinking'...and has now suddenly materialised as action.
I have recognised the trigger...not the doctor telling me over a year ago that my liver was shall we say 'compromised'...not the bloated gut and bloodshot eyes...not the blackouts and memory loss...not the weekly squashing down of the recycling wheelie bin lid to close it and the subsequent clattering of bottles and casks...no it all came down to a rash, which turned into some rampant itching burning disfiguring psoriasis on the soles of my feet and palms of my hands and various other limbs and even caused my fingernails to almost fall out.
Now I am yet to see the specialist, that is happening on Saturday, however having googled my fingers to the bone (no that is not the cause of the fingernail problem lol) I notice repeated references to liver problems being associated with it all. So after bathing in the throws of a hypermanic bipolarised thought-fest for 3 days, the end result is actually one that is kind to myself and life prolonging. ( A far cry from such events in the past which generally resulted in a plethora of substance abuse and hysteria and even hospitalisation)
So begins a new direction in life...
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