For those of you following my posts....I have told several people, but think I need to make my decision public, for my own good....Sunday following work NO MORE PILLS. I am already dealing with the restlessness 1/3 of my night every night, and really, as this is what I hate the most, I am tired of dragging it out any longer. I said I needed time to make up my mind. Well. Done.
I live with my parents. I have fallen off the wagon once so know the drill. I need to be where I can be up 24 hours and piddle around if I want. I simply can't sit still. First has been the creepy crawlies, and I know the bathroom is next. I am going to our lake house. The river is huge, the house beautiful and comfortable, and I can watch movies, read, walk, swim, etc at will without disturbing anyone. I am planning on Sunday night, all of Monday and Tuesday. I will probably drive back to town to check in with you guys. No internet out there. Plus my mamma will be worried and it will let her see I am alive and okay. No way to get pills out there either without driving miles and I am going to keep my gas tank LOW. Finally, my dad has a bottle of Tramadol hidden in their room somewhere and I don't want that calling my name, and it will. I have searched the house for pills in the past and I can smell them out. I swore after my Tramadol detox I would not touch them again and I did not, but the temptation to mediate the detox would be there and I really HATE tramaPUKE. I have not come to the point of hating hydrocodone. I need to get mad at it but so far all I can say is I put myself back here. It certainly was not the pill's fault.
Cheer me on guys....I will need it. I went to my niece's ballgame tonight and that was fun. I have an elaborate funeral (Scottish woman) to perform tomorrow (I am a classical organist) and my niece's 11th bday party. Then work/church Sunday. Then detox. I AM GONNA BE FEELING FINE FOR MY 50th on May 23rd. My churches are throwing a huge come/go reception, and if I have to fake it a little I can, by then. I so appreciate the gesture.
-Randy